“Coach, you really have a way with incentives,” Troy laughed as he grabbed his phone. He added, “Although I wouldn’t use that in your per-game speech tomorrow.”
I laughed back, finally getting off my very weary knees, “Agreed.”
“By the way Coach,” Troy said, surprising me one more time. “Did you know Ashley got here just after our victory today?”
My face went pale. “She wasn’t coming until tomorrow.”
“Oh, I imagine she has been coming for awhile,” Troy smirked, his implication obvious.
I stammered, praying it wasn’t another player, “W-w-who is she with?”
“All I know for sure that sis was showing her to your room a good hour before you arrived here to begin your time as my cocksucker,” Troy revealed.
My mind shifted from worry, to curiosity, as I asked, “You are serious?”
“Why would I lie?” Troy shrugged.
I left Troy’s room and quickly went to the communal bathroom where I washed my face and wet my hair. Seconds later, Coach Johnson walked in and saw me.
“Did you check on the players yet?” He asked.
“Not yet, been working on strategy for tomorrow,” I answered.
“Well, I’ll go enforce curfew and let them know who we’re playing, if they don’t already know. You get some sleep, we need you fresh tomorrow so you will be at your best,” he said.
“Thanks,” I replied and headed to my dorm room.
Unlocking my door, I walked in and was staring at Ashley, tied to my bed spread eagle wearing stockings, her legs wide open, a toy buzzing in her pussy and a butt plug in her ass.
“Clooooose the door, baby?” she moaned.
Realizing anyone walking by could see her spread-eagled in this very compromising position, I quickly closed the door, locked it and returned my gaze to her bound on the bed.
“Are you going to come get me off or what? That devious bitch Rhianna has had me on the brink for over an hour,” Ashley revealed.
My cock, rock hard and ready to burst after hours of neglect, plus the sight of my bound girlfriend was fucking hot, I got naked in Superman like speed, pulled the plug out of her ass and slid right in.
“Fuck, you nasty bastard,” Ashley moaned, as my cock slid into her tight ass.
“And you fucking love it,” I countered, pounding her ass hard, trying to prove my manhood after what I had done and what I had just promised to do if we won tomorrow.
“Harder, baby,” Ashley begged, clearly frustrated from the teasing.
I slammed into her ass, making the toy in her cunt go deeper, as we both were desperate to release an orgasm that had been held in check for too long.
It took a minute at most, to feel my balls boiling, Ashley was also near orgasm, and as I shot my load in her ass, she came too, gushing so hard the toy in her cunt popped out of her. A couple more pumps to finish my release, and I pulled out and buried my face in her still trembling cunt. Her taste so different than Troy’s, was equally addicting as I lapped up her cunt juice like a man lost in the desert for days who suddenly finds water.
Eventually, her orgasm subsided and she weakly asked, “Would you mind untying me?”
I smiled, my face shiny with her pussy juice, “I don’t know, you look pretty hot like that.”
“I always look hot,” she quipped back.
“Touché,” I agreed, as I began untying her legs. “So I have a story to tell.”
“So do I,” Ashley replied.
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