Authors: Alexandra Stone
My mouth opened slightly at the tingly sensation I felt with his touch. He slid his hand up higher and higher. Now his hand was under my dress. I opened my thighs wider. I wanted him to touch me. His hand reached my center and he used his thumb to lightly run over my clitoris. I tried not to yell out in the restaurant. He used his fingers to push my panties to the side. Then he inserted two fingers inside of me. I gasped.
I looked over at him and he smirked in a very cocky way. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. He leaned into my ear and said, “How does that feel? Do you like it?”
“Yes,” I said in a breathy whisper.
“I want to taste you,” he said in a low sultry voice.
He continued working with his hands and I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to stay quiet any longer. I grabbed his hand and forced him away from my body.
“Is it too much for you?” he asked.
“Yes, I was about to make a scene. So we have to stop.”
“I can tell because you’re very wet.” He smiled and picked up his hand and licked the fingers that were inside of me. My mouth dropped open as I watched him do this.
If he was this dirty in a restaurant, I could only imagine what he would do in private.
He motioned for the check to be brought to our table. I guess I was about to find out what he did in private.
We left the restaurant and took a car to his place. It was a luxury penthouse on the top floor of a downtown building. I walked in, and the beauty of the place was awe-inspiring. An entire wall was glass and you could see the downtown lights for miles. The colors of the walls were gray and dark blue and everything was modern. It was definitely a bachelor pad. I walked into the sitting area and saw a large glass case. I knew exactly what it was. I went over and marveled at the collection of trophies. It was very impressive. Matt came up behind me and put his arms around my waist.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked.
“Your trophies are so, big.” I said in a sultry tone.
“I’ll show you big.” He said.
He whipped me around to face him and grabbed my hand. The he ran it down his chest, down his belly, and over his large cock. It was hard and ready for me, and yes, it was long and wide.
I tilted my head back to kiss him. He had to bend over several inches just to reach me. I rubbed his cock up and down. He moaned and groaned.
“I wanted you from the moment I saw you, and I’m having a hard time containing myself now,” he said.
I pressed my body against him, his lips were soft and I wanted more. I allowed his tongue to explore my mouth. He moaned as he kissed me, and I relished the thought that I had this effect on him. I had this effect on a powerful rich man with just a kiss. I pulled away again and looked at him. I reached up and pushed his hair back away from his eyes and ran my hand down his face to his strong shoulders.
“It’s complete torture that I’m not already inside you. I want it badly,” he said with his hands cupping my bottom.
He kissed me passionately on the lips and then trailed kisses on my cheek and then down my neck to my cleavage. I moaned as he kissed the tops of my breast. His hands rubbed down my back. I moaned with delight at his touch. I was getting more and more turned on and more wet. The fact that he was struggling to restrain himself really had my blood coursing through my body. I wanted him to touch me more. I wanted his fingers inside me.
“Emily, you feel like heaven.”
I moaned at his words. This was it, the point of no return. I couldn’t stop if I wanted too. It felt too good and I wanted more. I was giving him permission to explore my body.
He pulled the neckline of my dress down. He kissed my bare breasts and sucked on them. He groaned and licked and groaned and licked. He sighed with passion and his breathing was heavy. He looked at me and then unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off. I stared at his magnificent body. He was well toned and I couldn’t help myself so I kissed his chest up and down. He ran his hands through my hair and all over my body. He picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to the bed. He sat me gently on the edge.
He got on his knees at the edge of the bed and kissed my legs. He flung my skirt up to my waist and climbed on top of me. He rubbed his body against mine. I wanted him, and I wanted him now. I reached down and peeled my panties off. Matt moaned at the sight of me. He unzipped his pants and took them off. Then he put the tip of his rock hard shaft inside me, and slowly pushed it in. I cried out in ecstasy. It was hard, long, and wide and it filled every inch of me. I wrapped my hands around his neck to steady myself. He put his hands under my bottom and controlled the rhythm of us back and forth. After a few minutes like this he pulled out of me and tore my dress off.
Now we were completely naked and on top of each other. We explored each other’s bodies. Matt laid down on the bed and hoisted me up by the waist. He sat me on top of him. I straddled him in a backward cowgirl position. He put his hands on my hips and bounced me up and down on top of him. He moved his hands from my waist up to my breasts and massaged them. Then he moved them back down to my waist to control the movement. He slammed my body against his over and over. He reached around and put his finger on my clitoris. I slowed down and moved my hips in circles. He was so large that he went deep inside me when I sat in this position. I was so wet he slid in and out of me with ease.
“I like watching you on my cock,” he said.
I moaned at the way he spoke to me. It made me feel like he was in complete control and I liked it. I climbed higher and higher until I released into an earth shattering orgasm. I stopped moving and relished the delicious feelings that were moving through me.
Matt picked me up and laid me on my back. He got on his knees between my legs and then grabbed both of my legs and put them on his shoulders. He positioned himself, grabbed his cock and inserted the tip inside me. Then he looked up at me and pushed himself inside me. I yelled out. Matt yelled too. It just felt so good in this position.
Matt started pounding me. He was going hard and fast.
In this position, we both came. I relaxed a little as I enjoyed my orgasm. I couldn’t believe I was having wild sex with this professional baseball star. For some reason though, it felt right. I deserved some adventure. We fell asleep with a cozy blanket on top of us.
I don’t know how many hours had passed when I woke up. I opened my eyes and felt around in the bed. It was cold and I was alone. I got up stretched and pulled Matt’s button down shirt from the floor and put it on. I could smell coffee and bacon, so I followed the scent to the kitchen. Matt was wearing boxer shorts and was in the process of making eggs, bacon, and pancakes.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Good morning. I hope you are hungry,” he said with that gorgeous smile. Just looking at him made me feel stimulated. I sat the counter and watched him work.
“I am,” I said.
He served me breakfast and made fresh squeezed orange juice. I was not expecting such delicate attention from a strong man. It felt good.
“What do you have planned today?” He asked.
I need to write my article. I have a deadline.
“That’s to bad. I was hoping we could play more,” he said.
“Well I would like too. I’m free after I finish.”
“Then I guess I’ll have to wait. Thought it will be hard. It will be very hard,” he said.
I laughed at his sexual innuendo and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
I finished my breakfast and got dressed as was on my way. We made plans that I would call him once I was done writing.
I went home and spent a lot of time forcing myself to concentrate. It wasn’t easy. Flashes and visualizations of Matt pounding me with his rock hard cock kept popping into my head. I was grateful that the article was an interview so that I mostly just had to transcribe it. I drank lots of coffee and took a few small breaks.
In the early evening I was just about done when I received a text message. It was from Matt. It read, “I’ve been touching myself all day thinking about you.”
I smiled. I loved his openness and confidence. I loved that there was no guessing game involved his desire for me. I knew it was purely sexual, but I was more than okay with that.
I responded to his message with, “Will you show me? Will you show me how you’ve been touching yourself?”
His response said’ “Yes. When?”
I responded to him with a time and the address to my apartment.
Then I got to work on my article. Now I really had to focus. I wanted to give myself enough time to get ready before Matt came over.
I worked hard and fast and then sent the article to my editor. I took a hot shower and got dressed. Right at ten o’clock the buzzer rang. He was right on time. I tried not to be too over excited because I didn’t want to feel like a silly girl.
I went to my door intercom and responded to the buzzer. “Hello?”
Yes, Emily Tracy, your car is here.”
I was so confused. I was expecting Matt to come over. I was not expecting a car.
“What?” I asked.
“I’m your driver. Matt Mcgowan sent me to pick you up.”
“Um, okay I’ll be right down.” I replied.
I was not expecting this at all. I quickly blew out all the candles I had lit. I put on my shoes and a coat and headed out. I had no idea where I was going, but I assumed to Matt’s house. I guess he liked to be in control. Meaning, he wanted to be in his bed. I shrugged it off and got in the car. I was game for hanging out with him anywhere.
A few minutes later I noticed we were driving in the opposite direction to Matt’s penthouse. I started to panic.
“Excuse me, where are we going?” I asked the driver.
“I was instructed by Mr. Mcgowan not to spoil the surprise ma’am. I’m sorry.”
Surprise? What sort of surprise. My mind began to race with all kinds of ideas. What did that confident and sexy man have in store for me? I began to worry that maybe it would be outside of my comfort zone.
A few minutes later I realized where I was. We were only a few blocks from the stadium. Could we be going there? I knew for a fact that there were no scheduled events at the stadium. So I didn’t know why we would be going there.
The car drove around to the back entrance where Matt was waiting for me. I got out of the car and smiled at him. He hugged me and gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek.
“What am I doing here?” I asked.
“Come on. You’re going to like this,” he said as he grabbed my hand and led me inside.
We walked into the corridor and down the long and wide hallway. We got into the elevator and went to the very top floor. Then he led me to the stadium seating section in the highest section of the stadium. We sat in the highest seats. We were soaring high above the field at a dangerous height. It got me really excited.
“A lot of people don’t get to see this. No one comes up here.”
“It’s very intense,” I said.
“I like it because no one comes up here.” He looked at me with that devilish grin.
I gasped as he leaned in to kiss me. I kissed him back. He ran his hands up and down my body and over my breasts. He massaged them and cupped them in his hands.
“Stand up,” he said.
I did as he said and stood up. He opened his legs and motioned for me to stand directly in front of him between his thighs. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down to the ground. He grabbed a strap of my panties and stretched it out and then popped it against my skin. Then he moaned. Next he pulled my panties to the ground. My breathing got heavier and heavier with every move he made. He reached up and pulled my shirt off of my body. Then he unstrapped my bra and slowly moved it off my arms.
“Spread your legs,” he said.
I did as he asked and moved my feet wide apart on the ground. I was completely naked and vulnerable in the stadium seats. He moaned and moved his head to my center. He stuck his tongue out and licked it. He placed his tongue between my slit and licked up and down. I yelled out in ecstasy. It seemed to echo off the walls.
He ran his hands all over my body. I melted. He pushed two fingers inside of me. I looked down at him and saw that he was looking closely at his work. He was gently moving his fingers around and watching himself as he did it.
Then he stopped at looked up at me and said, “Do you still want to watch? Do you still want to watch me touching myself?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
He reached down and unzipped his pants. He took out his long hard cock and began to stroke it. First he moved slowly. He looked up at me and said, “Watch. Don’t take your eyes off of it.”
I looked at his cock never looking away. He moved faster and faster and stroked himself with more passion. I wanted it in my mouth. Looking at it made me crave to taste it.
I knelt down in front of him and took over. I moved his large masculine hand off of his cock and placed mine around it. I massaged it gently. I stroked it just like he had.
“Put it in your mouth,” he said.
I looked up at him and stuck my tongue out and licked it from the base to the tip. He moaned and shifted in his seat. I did this over and over and then finally close my mouth around the tip. I sucked on it lightly. Teasing him. He couldn’t take it much longer. He stood up and held out his hands to me. I reached out and he pulled me up to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me over the seat in front of me.
He positioned himself and then entered me from behind. I let him push himself deeper and deeper inside me. He slammed against me and I enjoyed hearing the smacking contact of our skin. I was deeply entranced in lust and passion. I was on the brink of orgasm. I felt Matt lean his face on my back and trail kisses on my skin.
My whole body shuddered. The feelings of ecstasy flowed through me and I wanted to shout, but I kept it inside. Matt moved fast and faster sliding in and out of me. I opened my eyes and looked at the field below us. This was the most erotic space I could be in. My love for sports and being with a professional athlete was like candy to me. It was the perfect mix and I was in the clouds. Matt was breathing heavily on my neck and held my waist tight. He pulled me forward and back pounding me harder and harder. I was on the brink. “I’m almost there. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I begged him.
Matt groaned louder at hearing my voice. He moved faster and faster. Finally I released into an intense orgasm. I yelled out at it echoed across the stadium.
I relaxed and breathed heavily, but Matt wasn’t done. He continued, moving slowly and leisurely in and out of me. I was extremely sensitive at this point, but it was bearable. I bit my lower lip at the feeling and sensations with every move he made. Now he was moving faster, pumping hard. I opened my legs wide allowing him to move even faster as he penetrated me. He pounded me. It was happening again. I was reaching orgasm. I could tell he was almost there too. I got there first again. My whole body shook. Then with two final thrusts he exploded.
After a minute or two, he pulled out of me and sat on the stadium seat. I looked at him and took in every detail. I wanted to burn this memory in my mind forever. What an amazing experience. I thought. Here we both were in our places of work, and we were the lucky few who were able to say that. I was standing there completely naked. He had still had his clothes on this entire time. I was the only one naked. I relished in that thought. It felt good. I felt free with wild abandon. It was exciting and I couldn’t be more thrilled.
I took one last good look around the stadium. Then I grabbed my clothes off the ground and put them back on. We sat in those seats for quite some time talking and laughing.
“I always wanted to do this,” he said.
I gave him a puzzling look, “You’ve never done this before? I have a hard time believing that.”
He laughed, “No I have not. I always fantasized about it. Something about you Emily, makes me want to fulfill all my fantasies with you.”
I liked hearing those words. I felt the same way about him. He was my fantasy, the attractive baseball player.
Then we finally walked out. We walked to the parking lot where Matt’s sports car was parked.
“Are we going back to your place or my place?” he asked.
“Your place.” I said. I liked being at his luxury apartment and I liked him taking care of me.
“I want to do this to you all season,” he said.
“I think I might be able to accommodate that.” I said with a laugh.
From that day on we became sexual partners with no strings attached. It was wild and erotic. We did this for the entire fall season. After the season was over he was traded to another team and had to move to a different city. I still saw him from time to time when his team was visiting, but it was never as intense as it was that entire first season. Eventually we lost touch and my erotic season with the professional athlete was just a memory. But it was a memory that I cherished for the rest of my life.
THE END