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Locker Room Memory
Locker Room Memory
With the glory of the win still echoing throughout the locker room, players begin to exit in small groups to celebrate. Left sitting on a locker room bench, Brett, their star player, grimacing in pain from a pulled back muscle.
He bravely waves them off.. pretending there's nothing wrong. Several minutes pass before the door opens and he hears footsteps approaching. Lorri, excited about getting in some tennis practice, dashes to her locker, unaware she is being watched by Brett who is still sitting on his bench across the isle. As she begins to unpack her tennis outfit, Brett lets out a small polite cough to make her aware of his presence. Startled, she responds with an "oh my!" and springs to her feet.
"I saw your team exit. I didn't realize someone was still here!" She begins to collect her things..
"I'm sorry for intruding on your privacy", she exclaims.
Brett grins and assures her she is welcome to stay since technically, he should have already freed up the locker room. "Why are you still sitting in your gear?" she asks.
He replies "I've pulled a back muscle and didn't want the guys to know. I can't seem to move." *gives Lorri puppy eyes*
"OoOoh, you poor thing" she cries.
"What you need is a hot shower to loosen things up! I'll be glad to help you.. however, the only clothes I have along are my tennis clothes & I'll need them dry in order to work out. I'll wrap myself in a towel so I don't chance them getting wet"
Brett watches as she steps out of her shoes, unzips her skirt, and slowly pulls it off.
Lorri gracefully places her foot on top of the bench as she begins to carefully roll down her thigh high. She glances over at Brett. His eyes transfixed on the outline of her profile... her firm ass barely covered by her pretty pink lacy panties, slim hips, the manner in which her breast touches her thigh, the slight arch in her back as she removes her stocking from her foot. He quickly looks away when he realizes he's been 'caught' but can't help himself and resumes his gaze when she alternates her legs, placing her other foot on the bench..
He watches as her fingers slowly make their way down the length of her long, shapely leg...
Lorri carefully pulls her shirt up over her head, hangs it neatly in her locker and turns her back to Brett. He begins pretending to remove his gear, but is once again is transfixed by what is happening across the isle. Lorri unclasps her lacy pink bra and after putting it away, sticks her fingers in the elastic of her panties, pulling them oOo soOo slowly over her tight ass, down her thighs and ankles causing Brett to bend to get a better peek of the pink between her thighs.
She reaches for a towel and wraps herself in it.
As Lorri approaches Brett, she says, "allow me help you with your cleats. You shouldn't be bending like that!" As she kneels down, her towel loosens and falls to her lap revealing her full, firm breasts. Her pretty pink nipples instantly react to the cold. Embarrassed, she quickly pulls the towel up and secures it, giving Brett a shy glance.
Brett, becoming somewhat aroused, tries desperately to mask the pain his athletic cup is causing..
Lorri removes his cleats & socks, then stands and straddles the bench facing him. The slit in the towel opens slightly, giving Brett yet another peek at her pretty lil pussy, takes the bottom of his shirt and carefully removes his arms one by one before lifting it up over his head.. accidently brushing his nose with her tittie in the process.
She unhooks his shoulder gear & steps around the back of him to massage his neck and shoulders. Her touch sends charges through him as she massages him from the top to the bottom of his back...and returns to massaging his shoulders and neck.
Brett groans "mMmm babe, that feels so good" as his eyes close & she continues to work out some of his pain....
"I think you're probably loose enough to take off your pants, doncha think?! I'll run the water in your shower to get it hot & will be back to help you up. Here's a towel for you."
After handing Brett the towel, she turns & heads toward the showers..
Brett whips off his pants in lightning speed as he watches the gentle sway of Lorri's hips and her graceful long legs as she makes her way to the shower area.
He takes off his athletic cup and flings it across the room, steals a quick peek at his 'buddie' to make sure everything's alright before wrapping himself in the towel to hide his arousal.
Lorri returns to help lift Brett from the bench. He rests his arm across her shoulder, although he is perfectly able to walk on his own, and he pretends to need support.
Naturally, Lorri wraps both arms around his waist, concerned that he may fall & as they near the shower, Brett drops his towel as he enters the steamy stall. She allows her eyes to quickly dance across his muscular body and notices his arousal. A twinge of desire sweeps through her as she steps in and begins soaping Brett's back.
He turns to her with desire filled eyes & confidently removes her towel and tosses it to the floor. Lorri begins to question his motives, but he reaches out and cups the sides of her face with his hands.. his mouth ending her protests. His tongue sweeps hers & his long exploring strokes, become passionate rapidly. He feels her resistance beginning to fade, his hand lowers to explore her breasts, then moving lower to stroke her sensitive bud into arousal...
Her body instantly responding to him & she opens her legs slightly to encourage more of his hand. He quietly asks her to wrap her arms around his neck as his kisses brush her forehead, nose, lips & gently begins sucking her neck. She lets out lil pleasure moans and deliberately rubs against him as his hand continued to slide between her thighs and stroke the fire within her. "Your desire is making me burn" he whispers.. as he turns his attention back to her neck..."You get hot so fast, it's driving me crazy" His mouth moves over hers & gently draws her bottom lip between his, before taking control of her mouth again.. his tongue stroking hers more passionately than she had ever experienced.
He deepens his kiss as he pulls her tightly against him pressing his hard chest against her soft titties. His mouth leaving hers, but before she could protest, he was kissing her again, kissing a path down her neck, lingering over her throat, and moving lower til she feels the tip of his warm tongue teasing her hardened nipple.
Her hands begin stroking the back of his head as he sucks each nipple equally, her sexy moans overwhelming him with wild desire. Lorri rakes her nails gently over his shoulders as he turns her and braces her against the wall.
His hands grasping her firm ass cheeks as he lifts her, burying his head between her cleavage, as she wraps her legs around his waist. He glances into her glazed eyes as he teases her clit with the end of his throbbing rod. Her lips, puffy from his passionate kissing, manages to form a weak 'please' which sends Brett thrusting into her. He steadies his movement just long enough to allow her to adjust to his long, hard cock .. she moves her hips slightly, causing a rush of pleasure to move through him.. Slowly he withdraws and equally as slowly, moves forward to enter her again.
"Please stop teasing me" Lorri cries out, as she grabs the back of his hair with both hands. Brett gives a throaty laugh and replies, "I'm just trying to be gentle with you", Lorri.
She responds lustfully, "I want you & I don't want you to be gentle". His mouth muffles her words as he captures her tongue once again & begins rocking her against his hips, trying desperately to contain his release.. He drives into her again and again, her hips raising and lowering to meet his thrusts...his hands groping her ass & hips, taking control of her frenzied movements, sliding her up and down on his throbbing shaft...his face burying into her neck as his grunts become louder with every thrust.. Lorri's eyes darken with passion. Her breathing quickens, legs wrap tighter, she wraps her arms tightly around Brett's strong neck as her orgasm begins to send jolts ripping through her body. Brett, knowing he's satisfied her, presses her back securely against the wall as he pounds into her repeatedly, grabbing beneath her thighs to spread her legs slightly more as he drives his manhood deeper and harder within her. He yells out, his legs weaken as his own orgasm explodes..
With the glory of the win still echoing throughout the locker room, players begin to exit in small groups to celebrate. Left sitting on a locker room bench, Brett, their star player, grimacing in pain from a pulled back muscle.
He bravely waves them off.. pretending there's nothing wrong. Several minutes pass before the door opens and he hears footsteps approaching. Lorri, excited about getting in some tennis practice, dashes to her locker, unaware she is being watched by Brett who is still sitting on his bench across the isle. As she begins to unpack her tennis outfit, Brett lets out a small polite cough to make her aware of his presence. Startled, she responds with an "oh my!" and springs to her feet.
"I saw your team exit. I didn't realize someone was still here!" She begins to collect her things..
"I'm sorry for intruding on your privacy", she exclaims.
Brett grins and assures her she is welcome to stay since technically, he should have already freed up the locker room. "Why are you still sitting in your gear?" she asks.
He replies "I've pulled a back muscle and didn't want the guys to know. I can't seem to move." *gives Lorri puppy eyes*
"OoOoh, you poor thing" she cries.
"What you need is a hot shower to loosen things up! I'll be glad to help you.. however, the only clothes I have along are my tennis clothes & I'll need them dry in order to work out. I'll wrap myself in a towel so I don't chance them getting wet"
Brett watches as she steps out of her shoes, unzips her skirt, and slowly pulls it off.
Lorri gracefully places her foot on top of the bench as she begins to carefully roll down her thigh high. She glances over at Brett. His eyes transfixed on the outline of her profile... her firm ass barely covered by her pretty pink lacy panties, slim hips, the manner in which her breast touches her thigh, the slight arch in her back as she removes her stocking from her foot. He quickly looks away when he realizes he's been 'caught' but can't help himself and resumes his gaze when she alternates her legs, placing her other foot on the bench..
He watches as her fingers slowly make their way down the length of her long, shapely leg...
Lorri carefully pulls her shirt up over her head, hangs it neatly in her locker and turns her back to Brett. He begins pretending to remove his gear, but is once again is transfixed by what is happening across the isle. Lorri unclasps her lacy pink bra and after putting it away, sticks her fingers in the elastic of her panties, pulling them oOo soOo slowly over her tight ass, down her thighs and ankles causing Brett to bend to get a better peek of the pink between her thighs.
She reaches for a towel and wraps herself in it.
As Lorri approaches Brett, she says, "allow me help you with your cleats. You shouldn't be bending like that!" As she kneels down, her towel loosens and falls to her lap revealing her full, firm breasts. Her pretty pink nipples instantly react to the cold. Embarrassed, she quickly pulls the towel up and secures it, giving Brett a shy glance.
Brett, becoming somewhat aroused, tries desperately to mask the pain his athletic cup is causing..
Lorri removes his cleats & socks, then stands and straddles the bench facing him. The slit in the towel opens slightly, giving Brett yet another peek at her pretty lil pussy, takes the bottom of his shirt and carefully removes his arms one by one before lifting it up over his head.. accidently brushing his nose with her tittie in the process.
She unhooks his shoulder gear & steps around the back of him to massage his neck and shoulders. Her touch sends charges through him as she massages him from the top to the bottom of his back...and returns to massaging his shoulders and neck.
Brett groans "mMmm babe, that feels so good" as his eyes close & she continues to work out some of his pain....
"I think you're probably loose enough to take off your pants, doncha think?! I'll run the water in your shower to get it hot & will be back to help you up. Here's a towel for you."
After handing Brett the towel, she turns & heads toward the showers..
Brett whips off his pants in lightning speed as he watches the gentle sway of Lorri's hips and her graceful long legs as she makes her way to the shower area.
He takes off his athletic cup and flings it across the room, steals a quick peek at his 'buddie' to make sure everything's alright before wrapping himself in the towel to hide his arousal.
Lorri returns to help lift Brett from the bench. He rests his arm across her shoulder, although he is perfectly able to walk on his own, and he pretends to need support.
Naturally, Lorri wraps both arms around his waist, concerned that he may fall & as they near the shower, Brett drops his towel as he enters the steamy stall. She allows her eyes to quickly dance across his muscular body and notices his arousal. A twinge of desire sweeps through her as she steps in and begins soaping Brett's back.
He turns to her with desire filled eyes & confidently removes her towel and tosses it to the floor. Lorri begins to question his motives, but he reaches out and cups the sides of her face with his hands.. his mouth ending her protests. His tongue sweeps hers & his long exploring strokes, become passionate rapidly. He feels her resistance beginning to fade, his hand lowers to explore her breasts, then moving lower to stroke her sensitive bud into arousal...
Her body instantly responding to him & she opens her legs slightly to encourage more of his hand. He quietly asks her to wrap her arms around his neck as his kisses brush her forehead, nose, lips & gently begins sucking her neck. She lets out lil pleasure moans and deliberately rubs against him as his hand continued to slide between her thighs and stroke the fire within her. "Your desire is making me burn" he whispers.. as he turns his attention back to her neck..."You get hot so fast, it's driving me crazy" His mouth moves over hers & gently draws her bottom lip between his, before taking control of her mouth again.. his tongue stroking hers more passionately than she had ever experienced.
He deepens his kiss as he pulls her tightly against him pressing his hard chest against her soft titties. His mouth leaving hers, but before she could protest, he was kissing her again, kissing a path down her neck, lingering over her throat, and moving lower til she feels the tip of his warm tongue teasing her hardened nipple.
Her hands begin stroking the back of his head as he sucks each nipple equally, her sexy moans overwhelming him with wild desire. Lorri rakes her nails gently over his shoulders as he turns her and braces her against the wall.
His hands grasping her firm ass cheeks as he lifts her, burying his head between her cleavage, as she wraps her legs around his waist. He glances into her glazed eyes as he teases her clit with the end of his throbbing rod. Her lips, puffy from his passionate kissing, manages to form a weak 'please' which sends Brett thrusting into her. He steadies his movement just long enough to allow her to adjust to his long, hard cock .. she moves her hips slightly, causing a rush of pleasure to move through him.. Slowly he withdraws and equally as slowly, moves forward to enter her again.
"Please stop teasing me" Lorri cries out, as she grabs the back of his hair with both hands. Brett gives a throaty laugh and replies, "I'm just trying to be gentle with you", Lorri.
She responds lustfully, "I want you & I don't want you to be gentle". His mouth muffles her words as he captures her tongue once again & begins rocking her against his hips, trying desperately to contain his release.. He drives into her again and again, her hips raising and lowering to meet his thrusts...his hands groping her ass & hips, taking control of her frenzied movements, sliding her up and down on his throbbing shaft...his face burying into her neck as his grunts become louder with every thrust.. Lorri's eyes darken with passion. Her breathing quickens, legs wrap tighter, she wraps her arms tightly around Brett's strong neck as her orgasm begins to send jolts ripping through her body. Brett, knowing he's satisfied her, presses her back securely against the wall as he pounds into her repeatedly, grabbing beneath her thighs to spread her legs slightly more as he drives his manhood deeper and harder within her. He yells out, his legs weaken as his own orgasm explodes..
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