Goal

Sandy watched as Jerry worked the ball back and forth expertly rolling it between his two feet just before flicking it lightly with a twist of his ankle. The ball seemed to freeze in midair as the defender kicked wildly and stumbled to the ground. Jerry then sprinted toward the goal, the muscles in his legs flexing with each step until he made one last half-step and then crushed the ball with his right foot driving it just beneath the crossbar, deep into the net.

Jerry spun and leaped, thrusting a fist into the air while his legs seemed to run an invisible arc. He hung in the air for several of Sandy’s heartbeats before landing gracefully in the arms of a teammate. That was all the foreplay Sandy needed, she knew, after all these months she’d finally give in to Jerry’s persistent, if clumsy, seduction attempts. Somehow seeing him move his body during the game she just knew he’d be an incredible first lover.

“Yeah, first lover,” she repeated to herself. She guessed she was a throwback to a time when you waited at least until you were out of high school. Sandy had even managed to hold out that first week of college when the few remaining virgins among her friends gave it up in that rush of adrenaline they experienced with their new found freedom. Anyway, Sandy thwarted Jerry’s advances, but now by mid-October after seeing his first college level match, she knew it was over.

Crossing her legs as the two teams walked to the middle of the field to shake hands, she felt the dampness that had soaked into her panties. Yes, she would be ready for Jerry. She watched him as he jogged with his teammates back into the locker room and then stood up and slowly left the grandstand, heading back toward the door to the locker room.

As she waited and watched some of the players wander out, kiss a girlfriend and then stroll off arm in arm, she felt a tingling in her stomach. When she finally spotted Jerry, she rushed towards him, grabbed his face and gave him a big kiss.

“Wow,” Jerry exclaimed, “I guess I need to score the winning goal every week.” He kissed her again and then continued, “Hey Sandy, Mike said him and Rachel wanted to head over and grab a few beers before dinner, asked us to come along.”

She squeezed close to him and whispered, “I was kind of hoping we could go for a ride,” then sliding her hand up to his chest and into his shirt she continued, “just the two of us.”

“I am kind of thirsty…,” Jerry started, but then paused as he felt Sandy’s fingertip slide over his nipple.

“I kind of hoped we could go right now,” she said seductively.

Jerry finally got the message and hollered out, “Hey Mike, we’ll have to catch up with you later, Sandy has something to do.”

She watched as Mike waved back to them and then holding Jerry’s hand, she followed him back to his car. They climbed in and as he started the engine, she slid over in the seat, snuggling against him.

“So, where are we heading?” Jerry asked.

“How about Holloway Park?” she replied.

“Okay, but remember last time…”

“It won’t be like last time.”

Jerry nodded, put the car in gear and squealed his tires as he pulled out of his parking space and headed to the roadway. He drove quickly, but safely and within a few minutes he pulled into the park and found a secluded parking place.

“Now, what was the hurry in getting here,” Jerry said, turning to face Sandy.

“Well, it’s just that… I mean I decided that… I…”

“What Sandy?” Jerry pried.

“I, ah… I just…,” she then reached her hand down to his lap and closed it over his crotch. She could feel his cock immediately begin to grown.

“Oh, okay, let me get some tissue from the glove box,” Jerry replied.

“No, no tissue.”

“But how are we going to clean…”

She grabbed his hand and moved it up under her dress, pressing it against her panties. Feeling his fingers move against her she said, “I want you.”

Jerry immediately slid his fingers over and pulled the crotch of the panties to one side, and pushed his fingers into her. “You’re wet,” he said, clumsily working his fingers in and out of her pussy.

Sandy reached over and pulled on the lever for her seat and felt the backrest lean all the way back. She then scooted back into the seat, opening her legs to help Jerry pull off her panties.

Jerry worked her panties off her legs and then unfastened his pants and pulled his cock out. Without trying to remove his pants, he just moved over to her seat and climbed over her. Feeling the head of his cock brush against her pubic hair, he leaned his hips forward and pushed against her, jabbing first into her thigh, then up into her patch of hair and then back against her thigh.

Wishing he was half as accurate now as he was during the game, Sandy reached down, took hold of his cock and guided it. Pulling her lips apart with her other hand, she guided the head of his cock to her opening and then whispered, “Okay.”

Jerry immediately thrust forward feeling his cock just begin to slip into between her lips. He took a deep breath and then thrust hard again, feeling her skin stick to the side of his cock seeming to hold him out for a moment before he then felt it get slicker, easier to push. Jerry heard a whimper from Sandy but by then his cock was shoved deep inside her.

Easing out of her, he felt his cock slide easily and then when he leaned back on her, his cock slid without hesitation as he shoved himself to the hilt. He withdrew once more then moaned loudly, arched his back and came, shoving as deep into her as he could as his cock spurted cum again and again.

Sandy was still reeling from the sharp pain between her legs and when she finally felt a slight relief from stinging and felt him slide easily into her, she felt his body tense and then felt his cock slam into her. As Jerry collapsed upon her she realized he had cum.

They remained joined for a few minutes as Sandy wondered to herself, “What now?”

Her answer came moments later as Jerry slowly eased his cock out of her and moved back over to his seat. She remained motionless, her legs spread wide open and she could feel a wetness run down her ass.

Jerry quickly slipped his cock into his pants and then reached over toward Sandy. She was hoping perhaps he might reach between her leg, perhaps touch her clit, do something for her but instead, he opened the glove compartment and grabbed several tissue. Tossing them to her he said, “Quick, clean it up before it gets on the seats.”

“But what about me?”

“What about you?”

“Is that all you’re going to do?”

“What else is there?” he asked.

“You came and it obviously was very good for you…”

“I know babe, you were great.”

“But what about me?” Sandy pleaded.

“What about you? I mean we did it, what else do you want?”

“But it hurt and then it was over, I didn’t feel anything,” she complained.

“Oh well, maybe next time.”

“Next time? What makes you think there will be a next time, I mean the way you…”

“What do you want from me? You wanted to fuck, we fucked and now we are done.”

“No you are done, what about me?”

“You don’t get it do you?”

“Get what?”

“Didn’t you see me on the field today?”

“What has that got to do with what just happened?”

“You seem to want something more from me.”

“Yes, I do.”

“You don’t seem to understand, I can get this from any girl now, any girl I want.”

“So…”

“So, babe, we did it, I liked it and you should be happy. If not then let me know and I’ll take you home.”

“Okay then, take me home.”

“Sure thing.” He started the car and was speeding out of the park as Sandy was still pulling on her panties. Jerry didn’t even bother pulling into the parking lot at the dorm, instead he dropped her out at the street.

Sandy climbed out of the car and limped back toward the entrance to the dorm. She glanced back once only to see him slow his car down and talk to some girl walking on the sidewalk. Sandy turned and walked into her dorm.