Free A Dirty Player: A Football BWWM BBW Romance. by Emma Jones

pounded me against the locker. Where Evan got his energy from, I’ll never know, but I hope he kept this groove for a long time.
     
    Occasionally, Evan would speed up, and when I was feeling uncomfortable, he’d turn me around and enter me from the front. He really knew how to make a woman feel like a princess, I must say. He finished as I had my hands against the locker. His seed hit both of my butt cheeks, and I giggled.
     
    “Now then, let’s wash off.”
     
    In the corner, there was a series of showers. Evan led me there, and then he pulled the knob on the leftmost shower. Hot water poured out, and I stood in its path, my body glistening as the water washed everything off. It was comfortable and not so hot it burned. Just the way I liked it.
     
    There was some soap nearby, and Evan grabbed it. I let him rub the soap over my body, a lather forming everywhere. In return, I cleaned him off, two. We pressed against each other, the soap going down our bodies, things started to get steamy again, and I’m not talking about what was coming out of the shower.
     
    “Hard again?” I declared. Evan smiled.
     
    “I usually don’t last this long. I think my little friend likes you.”
     
    “You have that right. Well, you’re wrong about one thing: it’s not very little.”
     
    He laughed, and then we kissed again, two lovers bathing under the hot water. What should have been a time to clean up became dirty as Evan grabbed my hips and put his thing inside me.
     
    My moans and screams were somewhat masked by the sound of the shower, but when Evan hit my g-spot, I screamed so loud it echoed through the room. This was amazing! How did I live for so long without this sensation? Being a virgin no longer seemed recent; to me, it felt like it was always this way, and dammit, I was going to make sure it stayed.
    We went at it for a good while, and then Evan cried, “I’m going to-“
     
    Before he could finish, he, well, finished. Inside of me, I felt his seed shooting into my womb, a warm sensation filling me to the brim. I almost collapsed on the wet floor, but Evan helped me, up, his cheeks red.
     
    “I didn’t mean to come inside me. I have a perfect track record of not blowing my load in women, but you’re too much.”
    “What do you mean?” I asked, panting.
     
    “You were absolutely amazing.”
     
    I grinned, and the two of us dried each other off. Things almost got steamy again, but his cock didn’t fully awaken, and my pussy wasn’t that wet. It seemed like the beasts between the both of our legs were now satisfied.
     
    We put our clothes back on, and as we stepped back to the arena, no one was to be found. Outside the arena, there were some crowds, but the flashing of the cop lights told us that things were starting to be contained.
     
    I noticed an area that wasn’t occupied, and we zig-zagged past the crowds until we were away from the arena’s vicinity. Once you got past that, the college itself was something out of an apocalyptic movie. The two of us walked towards his dorm, no one bothering us on the way there. We stopped at the entrance, I held his hand, and then we started talking.
     
    “That was amazing, babe,” he said to me. “I can’t believe that I had a great woman hiding under my nose for so long.”
     
    “And I never thought I could get a man like you,” I said. “I guess I should have had more confidence.”
     
    “Well, we both have our regrets, but now that we’re together, we should strive towards the future.”
     
    I grinned. I considered staying the night with him, but I remembered I had an essay due soon. “Anyway, I need to head home. I have some homework to finish.”
     
    He sighed. “Same here. My grades are slipping, and now that football is over, I need to make sure I don’t fall below a C, or else I risk getting kicked off the team.”
     
    “Responsibilities are hard,” I said. And I turned to walk away. As I did, he turned me around. We stared into