Freshman must know their place. Man, I heard that shit, everyday in every way. Once I started to get some minutes and some touches Dawson ends up in my face. I don't need this crap from anyone.
First round NBA material, my shiny butt. I've got a better jump shot and smoother moves than that geek. He's got no right to disrespect me, talking 'bout me not working hard enough. I bust my ass on the court. When I started mouthing back at Dawson, the damn assistant coach ended up in my face. Sucker took me aside and gave me that line about Dawson being the hardest working guard in college basketball, blah, blah, blah.
He tells me Dawson has a key to the gym and does private workouts at three in the morning on top of our two a day practices. He hits me with stuff about Dawson having half my talent but three times my motivation. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they want to see motivation, I'll show them motivation. I figure if I pound on the door loud enough either Dawson or security will let me in.
I don't tell anybody I'm coming by because I want to shake up that ugly face Dawson. No more private workouts for that pampered prick.
Going to make him feel some of the pressure that's been pounding down on me this year. I show up at the gym and the dumb ass has left the door unlocked. Stupid geek is going to get himself hosed one way or the other. Some punk come through that door, he could just blow that fool away. Of course, that's what I'm planning to do to him on the court. One on one, mano-mano, going to show him moves he's never dreamed existed.
I was going to earn some respect and shut his face. At least that was the plan. What I didn't see coming was going to drop my jaw. I quietly closed and locked the door to the gym and headed for the locker room to change. I just about made it to the door when I heard a woman giggle. That stopped me dead in my tracks. I paused a moment and then snuck up on the door.
When I looked in the jaw dropping began. Dawson had his shorts and jock strap down to his knees. Some cute, little curly head thing I'd seen around campus was kneeling on a bench, her perfect brown titties hanging out of her raised t-shirt, and she was sucking Dawson's cock for all she was worth. Dawson had both hands on her head and he was just swaying back and forth, taking it all in as she was taking him all in.
The geek might have some moves after all! I moved a little further back into the shadows but I still had me a pretty good view of the bench. The babe was wearing a pair of pink panties that contrasted nicely with her smooth, dark skin. She was holding on to Dawson's hard cock and flicking her tongue around the tip getting him to groan pretty well.
The woman certainly seemed to know her way around a blowjob.
My own hard cock had just come out of my pants when I saw her stand up and strip off those pretty panties. She had a nice black bush that she'd trimmed back past the bikini line.
It stood on a proud mound. Her pussy lips were puffy. Her nipples looked puffy too. This babe looked like she was ready for action and left no doubt when she bent down. She placed her hands on the bench and stuck her fine butt up in the air towards Dawson. He was standing there holding his cock, inspecting this fine parcel of female real estate in front of his eyes. Didn't take the geek very long to decide what he was going to do with that erection he was holding.
He guided it between those sweet ass cheeks and found her wet hungry pussy. Now, it was her turn to do some groaning as he stuck the whole length of that bad boy deep inside her and just held it there a moment. She was impaled on that big prick and seemed like she was enjoying the experience. She tried to start moving her hips but Dawson just held her still a few more moments, pushing his dick inside her as far as it would go.
Then he began sliding it slowly in and out of her delicious dampness. He'd pull back until he almost fell out of her and then just plunge back in.
She was groaning on the outstroke and sighing as he pushed it back inside her. What started slow began to pick up speed. Dawson moved his big hands up to her firm boobs, leaving her free to begin grinding her ass against him, working her pussy up and down along his big hard prick. They found a compatible fucking motion and began to rock with it, his hard ass and her sweet, round one bobbing together.
She started on moaning while he started pumping her a little bit deeper, a little bit faster, all the while cupping a nice round, brown titties in each hand and rubbing it in circles.
All this heated action got me jerking off like a madman.
They'd start fucking harder and I'd get to jerk my dick harder right along with them. She was moaning and breathing so hard that I was pretty confident they weren't about to hear me slapping my dick in the dark. Dawson was making little grunting noises in his throat as he worked over that wiggling round ass, pumping away at that hot, brown pussy.
Hardest working guard in college basketball, indeed. Sucker was certainly working hard now, slamming his pelvis onto that lovely behind causing their skin to slap together again and again. She was crying out, "Faster.Harder. Ohhh.Deeper. Ohhh.fuck me good. fuck me.fuck me!!!" Sure enough, the well-trained coach's pet was good at taking instructions. He was fucking her faster, harder and deeper.
If that wasn't good enough, he shifted into overdrive. His butt cheeks were like a blur as he went into a pure fucking frenzy. She was screaming about cumming and he was just pounding away like crazy before I heard him grunt loudly.
His body stiffened and he plunged forward one more time. Their hips jerked and shook as he shot his load deep inside her. I shot mine deep into a towel I carry in my gym bag.
For a moment, I just listened to them pant as I tried to catch my breath. I moved quietly in the darkness to the exit door. Escaping into the early morning darkness, I left it unlocked. No use getting Dawson or his cute babe suspicious.
I'm still planning to steal more of his pt and next year, I'm going to start making people around here forget he even existed but even I must admit. The geek certainly got himself a fine set of moves.