The Locker Room

Oh, how she hated him for reminding her of what she so desperately wanted. She was not designed to be alone, to take care of her needs all by herself. It was so mediocre compared to the good feeling of sharing your body with another human being.

She wanted to forget that she didn't like his personality. His body seemed to speak the same language as hers and the need to respond to him in kind was intense, almost too painful to repress.

He lifted his mouth away from hers and hugged her. Held her to his chest as she listened to his quick pulse and his heavy breathing. He seemed to be just as affected as she was and for a moment she just wanted to feel instead of think.

"Oh, god," he groaned again. "I knew it. I knew that you would feel this good."

He started to kiss his way down her neck. She bent her head to the side and allowed him more room. At the same time, she realised that the man from her fantasies was within reach, so she took the opportunity to move her hand over his muscled arms, feeling that the texture was just as hard as she'd always imagined.

She roamed her hands over to his chest and learned every curve and bulge down across to his stomach. He seemed to be hard all over, but the hardest part of him was still making an insistent push against her clit.

She lifted herself up and away from him, moving his cock so that it was rock hard against her stomach and between their bodies instead. He gasped as she touched his flesh, looking straight into her eyes and allowing her to see the urgent need in his arousal. He moved his hand to hers, holding it still.

"You should go now, Ella. If you don't want me, you have to go now."

He wasn't holding her back any longer. She could feel that he had loosened his grip on her.

"What do you mean?" she said in confusion not understanding this sudden change.

He seemed stripped of all his arrogance. Only looked at her with a look of longing that she had never seen before.

"I want you, Ella. But I'm not going to do anything against your wishes. So, you'd better go now."

"Why?"

She couldn't quite understand what was happening nor what she wanted to do about it.

"Because if you stay, I'll fuck you. Every way I can and every way you let me."

"How come? You've never shown any interest in me before, so it seems strange to start now," she said with a suspicious frown.

He groaned.

"Ella, I'm trying to act the gentleman here. Can't you at least take what I'm offering? You need to choose fast or I'm choosing for you and will make my fantasies come true for a change."

Ella realised that she had some fantasies herself that she wanted to fulfil. Only this man was perhaps not the right choice to play the male part. Still, the time for thinking was over. She had to make a decision.

She moved away from his lap and took a step away from him.

At the same time, she looked up and their eyes met. He looked defeated and his jaw seemed clenched. He was standing by his offer to allow her to escape and he did not make any move to prevent her from leaving him.

She roamed her eyes over his body one last time. Trying to memorise his well sculpted body and his erect manhood for future wet dreams.

He sighed. Obviously accepting his defeat.

Then, she quickly undressed before him. Pulling off her top, she threw it onto the bench beside him, before she did the same with her pants and socks. She pulled off her panties as she heard him make a choking sound.

"Ella?" he moaned as he stared at her, taking in every part of the body she was revealing. "What are you doing?"

He seemed completely surprised by her action. Only staring at her as she undressed before him.

"I've made my decision," she told him truthfully.

She wasn't going to waste this opportunity. This man spoke to her in ways that she'd never experienced before, and she realised that she might not have seen his entire personality before. She was simply following her gut instincts on this.

She walked over to him and unhooked her bra and dropped it.

"Please, don't regret this, love," he murmured to her.

His words made it even clearer to her that she had made the right decision. Gone were the arrogance and the superior tone that he usually used. What remained was a man. A man that made her lower her defences and long for something more.

He pulled her toward him and moved his hands slowly across her breasts. They were of a medium size and her nipples had hardened as he bent his head to suck on her left nipple. She gasped as she felt a stream of tingles move from her nipple and into the rest of her body.

Her pussy felt as if it was swollen and filled with moisture. It had been so long since she had felt a hard cock inside of her and she longed for him. She moved closer to him, holding herself above his cock and using her hands to steer his bulbous head toward her opening.

She widened her stance, trying to make it easier to take him inside. She pushed her sex lips apart and held his cock as she slowly bent her legs and tried to take him inside of her. There was an intense pressure against the walls of her sheath, being pushed apart by his large cock.

Slowly and painstakingly she felt him invade her channel. Pushing deeper inside than any man had done before. She could feel a slight pain against her cervix, and she lifted upwards again.

The motion created a friction that made them both moan in unison. She could feel his arms around her, holding on to her as if she was something precious to him.

"Fuck," he gasped. "You're so tight. Hold still!" he commanded as she tried to move.

She sat still, trying to become accustomed to being filled completely, waiting for her body to adjust to him.

"Oh no, protection. I forgot," Mike suddenly intervened. "Lift up," he commanded her as he lifted her up and away from his cock, feeling every inch as she squeezed around his flesh at the same time.

It was so intense and good that Ella thought she might burst from the pleasure. He seemed to feel the same as he was shaking slightly. He grabbed his clothes and quickly pulled up a condom from his wallet. Sitting himself down, he sheathed himself before reaching for her.

"Please, Ella. Make me a happy man," he smiled at her.

She couldn't help but return the smile and straddled his lap again, before she slowly lowered herself once more. This time her body was more prepared for his size and the lubricant of the condom was also helping.

He opened his mouth as if to invite her closer and she accepted the invitation gladly as she kissed him deeply. She heard his answering groan before he followed her lead.

As she lowered herself on his shaft, she arched her body in order to take in all of his length. She moaned as her inner walls were pushed apart again. It had been so long since she had taken a man inside and none of her previous lovers had been this large. She worried that she did not have room for his entire length.

Just as he hit her cervix a sudden pain went through her body. She gasped and lifted herself slightly away from him, hoping that he wouldn't object and push up at the same time. She realised that she had to tell him.

"Wait a little," she murmured.

"I know. Just take it slow and easy, love," he said.

She wondered why he used such an endearment. Maybe he always said that to all his ladyloves. Still, it sounded so nice, she almost wished that he meant it. That just one man she knew would actually love her. That would be something.

She felt an immediate boost to her self-confidence, and she included it into her fantasy that they loved each other dearly. She bowed her head and kissed his shoulder, dropping kisses all along his warm skin, roaming her hands across his muscled body while she investigated every part of him.

He bent and kissed her back, his kisses roaming to the side of her neck, just where her skin was most sensitive and following the line up to her earlobe. She felt every nerve in her neck start to quiver and a sudden tingle emerged.

She squirmed slightly and at the same time she widened her hips and impaled herself further onto his length.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as if he was in immediate pain.

She couldn't agree more. It felt so good that she didn't want to move an inch, but she knew that moving was just going to make it feel even better. She tested the theory, making her lift herself up, withdrawing from him and feeling every inner muscle that she possessed trying to keep him inside.

She let herself sink down again, impaling herself until she felt his balls against her ass. That gave her an idea and she moved her right hand behind her and reached for his balls, tightening her grip around him.

He made a distinct moan at her action and she felt him move his right thumb against her clit, rubbing her slowly and insistently.

Oh boy, the man had moves, she thought, as her entire body felt strung up by an inner line through her spine. She tensed and leaned slightly backwards, making sure that he had room to keep pleasuring her clit. Leaning backwards, also made his cock push against her g-spot and she let out a loud moan.

She could feel herself closing in on something that was just beyond her reach but still so near that she could almost reach it. Suddenly he leaned toward her and started sucking on her left nipple, lighting up another nerve point in the web of strings that spread through her.

She squeezed hard around his cock and started to move up and down more quickly, tightening all she could around him at the same time. She was riding him hard and had no desire to slow down.

She knew the goal and she was heading straight for it, even if it was selfish and only serving her own need. But she could feel his skin starting to become warmer and she heard his breathing indicating that he was indeed with her.

All too sudden, he pushed against her clit just as she impaled herself completely. Her entire body froze, every muscle tensing at the same time. The intensity of the feeling made her release a scream as her body began to convulse with her climax.

He placed his hands on her waist and lifted her as he fucked up into her a few more times before following her into the oblivion. She shuddered as aftershocks vibrated through her body and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders while she felt him empty his load inside of her in one last forceful push.

She clung to him, fearing that she might fall off if she didn't. He wrapped his arms around her backside, holding her tightly to him as they both sat breathing, listening to the sound of their heartbeats. The orgasm had been so intense that her mind had blacked out for a moment.

That had almost never happened to her before and now her body was so content that all she wanted was to fall asleep on top of this gorgeous man. And to never let him go. She felt his cock inside of her, as he gave a few more thrusts before he gradually decreased in size.

He still felt large, she thought, and she wondered how long she could keep him inside before he gathered his wits and wanted to retreat. She lay limp in his lap as he started to kiss her shoulder. Dropping a myriad of kisses, he made a route over to her neck again.

Both of them seemed to be so content and relaxed that there was no need to move at all. He slowly roamed his hands over her backside, making her feel cherished and warm at the same time. Still, she shivered a little as she felt the cold air seeping into the changing room.

"Cold?" he wondered.

"Not yet," she murmured as she leaned her head on his shoulder and felt herself drifting into sleep.

"Hey," he said softly as he kissed her mouth. "I know a better place to sleep."

"Uhm, hum?" she murmured drowsily.

"Come here," he said as he lifted her up and helped her dress herself.

Just as quickly he dressed himself before lifting her into his arms. She snuggled against him, wrapping her arms around his shoulder as she enjoyed being in his strong arms.

As he carried her outside, the colder air made her more awake.

"What are you doing?" she wondered.

"Taking you home. You need some rest, love."

"Yes."

A short while later, they arrived at her house. He used her keys to unlock the door before he carried her inside and laid her on her bed. Slowly he started undressing her. She helped by undressing him at the same time.

His smouldering eyes were paying attention to every move she made and even her sleep fogged brain knew that something big had happened between them. This wasn't the usual one-night stand.

"I need to shower," Mike said.

She pointed at the bathroom on the other side of the hallway.

"Help yourself."

"I'll be right back," he said and moved quickly.

She stretched out in her bed trying to figure out which muscles were aching, and which weren't. The summary was that most of them ached but in a good way. A short while after, he returned and laid down beside her. She turned to him and he kissed her deeply, heating her up again.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and he chuckled as she started to kiss his chest and his nipples.

"Tell me, what were you doing there?" Mike suddenly asked.

"I was cleaning the locker room. The cleaner we hired never bothered to show up."

"That isn't your job."

"No, but I do what needs to be done. What were you doing there?"

"Weight room. I do that whenever I have trouble sleeping."

"Trouble sleeping?"

"Yes, there's this woman that makes me ache with need so I can't sleep. But she never let me get close to her."

"Is that so?"

"But since she's lying beside me, I believe I'll sleep for a long time tonight."

Ella raised her eyebrows as it began to dawn on her what he was saying.

"We have to get up early for the tournament," she sighed.

"No, we don't. I texted the leader. Said we would be coming in later."

"And?"

"He said that they will manage without us. They have enough volunteers. We can take the day off."

"Sounds strange."

"He's my friend. He knows how long I've wanted you. He told us to enjoy and to tell you that I'm actually a nice guy," he grinned.

"Oh, I doubt that. I believe you're more nasty than nice," Ella concluded.

He laughed.

"Come closer and I'll prove it to you," Mike grinned.

"What are you doing, woman?" Mike said loudly as he came into the locker room.

"I'm cleaning," Ella said nonchalantly. "The hired help didn't show up -- again."

"Damn it. Then let someone else do it," Mike growled as he came toward her and grabbed the mop from her hand and put it against the wall.

"I'm not an invalid," Ella snorted.

"No, but you are four months pregnant with my son, love. So, I want you to relax and forget about cleaning changing rooms."

"But it's so worthwhile to do some cleaning once in a while," she giggled as she roamed her hand down his chest, before travelling further down to the bulge on the front of his pants.

"Come here. I can think of many other and more comfortable places to make love, like in our bed."

"Ooh my! Are you inviting?" Ella asked coyly.

"You bet. I'll make you come so many times that you'll remain in bed for the rest of the week."

"Bossy, as always. Let's see who gets tired first, my love," Ella laughed as they walked out to their car.

THE END

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