Coming Off the Bench: A Sports Romance
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“Mmmm, tease,” I whisper to him, taking his lower lip between my teeth. His lips smile against mine as he keeps it up. I’m already wet and with each stroke his cock gets wetter, ready to slide inside me, and I’m practically begging for it.
“You want it?” He asks me softly.
“You know I do.”
“Tell me.”
“I want it,” I say, grabbing his cock and pulling it toward my pussy. “I want you inside me, Tommy.”
“Mmmm,” he groans. He loves it when I’m vocal with him. It turns him on. He uses his hand to pull my pants all the way off, and lifts my leg up and slides the tip of his cock into me.
“Fuck,” I gasp as I feel him parting me open. It’s just the tip though. This angle is difficult, so Tommy shifts, and gets in front of me, and with both strong hands, lifts my legs back and spreads them open. I look down as he slides his cock inside me.
No matter how many times we have sex, I’ll never get used to his size. There’s still that sweet tinge of pain as he enters me that reminds me of just how big he is, and it always takes my breath away. I gasp and grip his waist with both hands, watching as he starts fucking me.
“Fuck, that looks so good,” I say.
“Yeah,” Tommy says, watching with me. He buries his dick in me and I flinch, but before I can fully react, he pulls my face to his and kisses me deeply.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” he tells me. “I fucking love how hot you are when you’re pregnant.”
“Well, you’ll just have to knock me up again,” I tell him.
“Oh, Hell yeah,” he says, picking up the pace. His cock slides in and out of me as he starts to fuck me harder. He looks down at me and slides his thumb into my mouth. I suck eagerly, so when he pulls it out from between my lips, it’s dripping with my saliva, nice and wet, because I know where it’s going.
He presses his thumb against my clit, just gently enough to get me going. My back arches and I gasp as the sensation hits me. He knows just how to push all my buttons at this point. People say it can get boring or stale having the same sexual partner for a long time, but to me it’s the total opposite.
I’ve never wanted another man and I never will. Tommy was my first and my last and we’ve grown together as a couple and it comes out through our lovemaking. I feel completely open with him. He knows my body and I know his. All the little things that make us tick are embedded in each other’s minds and I’ll never grow tired of his hands on me.
His thumb presses down harder as he slides deep inside me with long deliberate strokes. I gasp, like I always do when he goes this far inside me. And the look on his face drives me wild.
I can feel myself ready to cum, and Tommy knows me well enough by now to see it without me telling him. He groans and drives me wild as he continues thrusting. He’s so hard. It always turns me on to feel it, and the fact that he loves my body pregnant like he loved it before makes me even hotter for him, and my orgasm rolls over me like a hot wave of ecstasy.
My pussy clenches down on his cock and I know he feels it because he lets out a moan and slides his cock in and out of me in perfect rhythm with my orgasm. It’s perfection. His finger slows on my clit, knowing I’m getting sensitive, and both of his hands move to my breasts.
He’s my husband, I think as I start to come back down to Earth. I don’t know why, but that thought keeps leaping into my mind when we have sex these days. It was there when we first married, and now it’s there again, and I think that’s the best part of having sex with Tommy.
All the orgasms are incredible, but I could have those myself, on my own time. His body is gorgeous, his face, his hands and everything he does to me. But the fact that he is my husband is what turns me on the most.
He is mine, and that thought is cemented into my mind with every stroke from his cock, every kiss from his lips and every moan, groan and grunt into my ear. I bend my head forward and bring my lips to his chest, kissing his muscles and taking his smell into my nostrils.
This is what Heaven must be like.
I lick his skin, tasting his sweat against my tongue. It’s so primal when we’re together. I’d be happy just living in a cave with Tommy like the world’s first humans, making love by the fire, gazing outside at the stars. All the luxuries we enjoy are just icing on the cake, but I don’t need them.
All I need is him.
Tommy takes my hips and rolls me onto my side, then slips down behind me so we’re laying together. He wraps an arm around me and caresses my breasts as I turn to him and kiss him. But it’s not really a kiss. Our open mouths press against each other as we focus on the sensations coursing through our bodies. I can feel his breath against mine. Our tongues touch and I kiss his lower lip gently, slipping my hand around the back of his head.
I grind back against him, eagerly accepting his cock inside me, urging him to go faster. He understands immediately, and grabs my ass, spreading me open as he picks up the pace. I feel completely under his control, but also know that being inside me is driving him wild.
His cock starts throbbing inside me, reaching that point he gets to when he’s about to cum, when it feels as though he couldn’t possibly get any harder.
“You’re close, baby,” I whisper to him. He groans in response.
“So close,” I he says.
“Make it last,” I tease him, twisting my hips into him. As he tries to go deep inside me, I pull back slightly, letting him get only so far. Only the tip of his cock is inside me, barely in my pussy, and he pulls me closer, wanting more.
But I brace my hand against his lower stomach, flexing my pussy against him, giving him just enough to keep him from exploding.
“Ooooh, you drive me fucking crazy,” he growls into my ear. A smile forms on my lips. It’s exactly what I like to hear. Unable to control himself, Tommy tries to get his entire cock back inside me, but I keep teasing him, only taking the tip. He must be on fire, completely ready to explode, and I know when he does, it’s going to be incredible.
“You are such a tease,” he says before plunging his tongue into my mouth. He wants more. I lift my leg and slide my hand down and feel his shaft, hard and thick, and trace a line around it and my pussy before running my fingers down and cupping his balls. He gasps and clenches his hand hard on my breast.
I squeeze with my hand, just tight enough and feel him lose control.
“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna cum!”
Tommy takes over, snatches my hips with both hands and pulls me to him and buries his cock inside me.
“Oh, fuck!” I scream into the pillow as the sensation of being utterly filled takes over. Then his cock flexes and his cum shoots inside me, warm and strong, filling me up like so many times before.
“Ah, you’re so – sexy,” he grunts as he pumps me full of his sweet seed. It’s a lot, and I feel it starting to drip out of me as he fucks me through his orgasm. His hips buck and his hands tighten around my hips like vices. I grit my teeth and take it, accepting all of him, in love with every second my husband orgasms inside me.
“Ah, God,” he finally groans as he slumps against me, his head lolling against the pillow behind mine. I twist my torso and kiss him, wiping the sweat from his forehead, feeling his cock twitch slightly inside me.
I can feel his chest against my back, slick with a slight layer of sweat, and his heartbeat pounding strong but slow. The heart of a world class athlete, but more importantly, the heart of a man that loves me and takes care of me.
As my eyes close and Tommy’s arm slips around my waist, caressing my belly that carries his child, I feel my mind slip back to that day when we first met, and how seeing him standing there, naked in the bathroom, turned my entire world upside down.
I can remember Shannon warning me away from him and my outrage at being partnered up with him for our sociology project, and just how angry I was when he didn’t show up for class. The ups and downs as I wrestled with my emotions and Tommy tried to prove himself to me.
I feel Tommy’s breath slow beside me and he finally slides out of me. He pulls a blanket over us and I know he’s drifting off to sleep. He’s had practice today and he came home and had sex with me. He must be tired.
Who would have thought we’d end up together? Tommy Mason, a jock, a basketball stud, and a shy, quiet virgin like me? Who would have thought it could work, not even for a month, but for a lifetime? That’s how long we’re going to be together.
I start to slip into sleep and know I’ll be dreaming about our future, our children, the things we’ll do together and the time we will spend with one another and all the amazing things we will share as we go through life at each other’s sides.
Could my life be any more perfect?
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The End
Author’s Note
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