HOT BOX, CHAPTER 2 THE JUNGLE - Sex Stories

HOT BOX, CHAPTER 2 THE JUNGLE

... the time, up to that point, completely intertwined, screwing almost all day and all night for two solid weeks. The football coach was not too happy about his back up tied end coming to practice completely worn out.(I almost got thrown off the team) About the only time we parted was for our perspective classes, my football practice, and the frequent trips to the bathroom. It was wonderful to say the least. But it was the Saturday afternoon of the conference game that Mandy’s meat hooks really sank into me. I was preparing to head over to the field house for the before the game meeting. Walking around in my apartment with just a towel around me was no big deal, but for Mandy, it was the perfect opportunity to drive me crazy. Every time I would walk past her she was either reaching in through the overlapped material of my towel to grab me by the balls, or playing touchy feely with my ass. In either case she was making me hard, and I was going to have to meet up with my teammates with a boner. “Will you quit that,” I said as I pushed her hand away from my nuts, “I’ll never be able to get my pants on if you keep that up, and I don’t have time to give you what you are asking for.” I was getting just a little bit annoyed, but I knew she was only having some fun. “Aww, poor fella.” she said as she stepped into my way and stopped me in my tracks in the middle of the room. She had that shit eating grin on her face which told me the sexual gears were flying at full speed in her head. ...

... “We can’t have you going over to the locker room with this all hard now can we?” she said as she grasped my dick through the material of my towel. Before I could respond to her statement she squatted down in front of me and flipped the tuck of my towel lose, letting it fall to the floor and my dick to spring free. “You’re rotten,” I said playfully as I felt her mouth slowly engulf the length of my meat and her tongue swirl around the underside like she was working on a lollipop. “Oh yes.” I moaned as she began bobbing her head up and down, working my shaft with her lip gloss covered lips. “Oh you are so good at that,” I grunted out as my shaft began to stiffen and I prepared to try and blast a hole through the back of her head. Sensing that I was approaching the point of no return she suddenly stopped and pulled her mouth from my shaft. I looked down to see her lick her lips before she stood up and looked at me with the most innocent expression on her face. “What are you doing?!” I asked in a somewhat exasperated tone with my iron hard dick pointing straight up at the ceiling. “You don’t need to expend all of that energy before the big game,” she responded with her hands folded together behind her back. “You really are rotten,” I said as I picked up my towel to dry my dick off. I was learning very quickly that she was an incredible tease. Sitting in the library it was nothing for her to flash her tits to me from an adjacent aisle, or lift her skirt and show me whether or not ...