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I remember it was my senior year of high college.

Our college had just bounced back from a cold spell, we went 11-1 in total play in that football season, but I didn’t get to finish the job, as during our 9th game, amid my breakout season, I sprained my MCL.

My crush, who I had wanted to date since the very beginning of my freshman year, was a cheerleader and witnessed my knee getting destroyed. The pain sucked, but it happening in front of her sucked even more.

I remember that this game was a derby game and I opted to stay on the sidelines by the cheerleaders while some nearby doctors did what they could to alleviate the immense pain I felt in my knee. When halftime hit, and most of the students and parents in the bleachers filed out slowly towards concessions, my crush, Hadley, got a minute away from the rest of the cheer squad and checked up on me, asking me if I was okay.

Of course, attempting to look tough, I said I was fine, and she called me out on my bullshit.

She giggled. “I know you’re a fighter Mathieu, you’ll be back on the field soon enough”. Her words were motivating to me, as her natural warmth and kindness mixed with my having the hots for her, and all of a sudden the pain in my knee went away.

I walked up to my coach and told him I was good to play the rest of the game, and he questioned my decision, but I stood my ground and told him I’m healthy enough to play. Thank god he allowed me to.

After I came back onto the field, I put up 2 sacks and 4 tackles for loss in the 2nd half, and scored a touchdown off of a fumble return. The first, and only, time I had ever scored in my life. It feels like the sex gods were trying their hardest to make this work. For the celebration, I created a heart with my fingers and pointed at Hadley directly afterward. My teammates jokingly gave me shit for this, but I knew what my end goal was.

After the game, I limped my way off the field after our postgame chat to the college’s Sports Media club, and Hadley caught up with me. “I told you you’ll be back soon enough! You did so well!” She emphatically said. I tried to brush it off and told her that this was because of her and that she should take all of the credit.

“I’m not gonna do that, but I do want you to meet me at my car after you get changed,” She said with a wink and a smile. I wasn’t exactly the smartest guy, but a nearby teammate overheard what she said and explained to me what was going on when I asked him what I need to do. He told me she wanted to have sex. I was dumbfounded.

Me, the socially awkward autistic guy, now about to be in a sexual relationship with one of the most trendy girls in the college? I felt like I was dreaming.

I got washed up and my teammates began to gas me up about it once word spread, some wished me good luck, and some others patted me on the back. I got dressed in my typical postgame clothes. Basketball shoes and shorts and just a sweater with no shirt underneath.

I navigated my way over to Hadley’s car, a 2011 Jeep Grand Cherokee, and she motioned for me to get into the front on the passenger’s side. As soon as I got in and closed the door, I just took a moment to admire her.

She was blonde with a hint of brown in her hair, blue eyes (with somewhat noticeable eyeliner on her eyelashes), small tits, skinny, and a pretty thick ass.

After I snapped out of it, we made eye contact. She became more soft-spoken, “You did so good tonight, and I thought your little celebration was very cute, putting me on the spot like that, I loved that.”

As she was telling me this, she ran her hands up my sweater, just a plain white one with our college’s logo on the middle of it, she put her hands up there and felt my bare abdomen. “So, I wanted to repay you for your efforts” Hadley had a naughty look on her face. I was sort of leaning over the middle console, stretching my lower back, and I asked her, “What are you going to do exactly?”, and, she whispered, “This”

She leaned over and began to kiss me, it caught me off guard, but I let things happen naturally. I could feel her trying to climb on top of me, I pulled away and looked at her, and she smiled. That damn smile. “Let’s climb to the back, we’ll have more room to work there”

I maneuvered my way into the back seat of the car, and she quickly followed behind me, she couldn’t wait to get her hands on me. Once I sat down, she got on my lap and began to kiss my neck and run her cold, soft hands up my sweater and across my abs and back. I let out a small moan of pleasure.

She eventually got my sweatshirt off and started to slowly work her way down, kissing my chest, then my stomach, and eventually she got near my groin area. At this point, I was already rock hard, and she looked down and looked back up at me with a smile. “I can’t wait to get my hands on this”

She slipped my shorts off and started massaging my legs, which felt good considering I had just played a full game of football, and then she started to tease my dick.

She rubbed and stroked it as she slowly pulled down my boxers, revealing my junk. A sudden look of joy lit up her face, as she just simply looked at me and smiled, I smiled back, and then she went to town.

She treated my dick as if it were a lollipop, slowly licking it, and then sucking it, and then repeating, continuing to tease me. The lipstick she had on gave me a red rocket, too. Eventually, she began to just go right at it. I’m not the biggest guy (7 x 4.5) but she just had fun with it, putting half in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, and taking a break momentarily afterward.

“I want you to push my head down, punish me, Mathieu”

I did as she pleased, as she took all of it down her mouth, gagging occasionally, I would let her come back up but she insisted I must keep pushing her head back down.

Eventually, she started going faster and faster, my moans of pleasure becoming more and more frequent. I’ve received head before, but nothing like this at all. Hadley was incredible.

Hadley paid attention to the sides of my dick, the head, and my balls, and if she came up for air and gave somewhere else attention, she’d continue stroking my cock with her unoccupied hand. She was a natural. She had a god given gift, and that was to give her head.

Eventually, she began her final round of the blowjob, and I hadn’t masturbated for about a week at this given point, so I knew I was going to shoot a huge load down her throat. She went faster, I continued to push her head down, and just before I was going to cum, she stopped and came up.

“I want you to give me all of your cum. Drain it down my throat. I want all of it.” Jesus Christ almighty, she must have liked me.

She went back at it, and as I was about to cum, I pushed her head down and shot an earth-shattering load down her throat, she gagged a bit, but this was the most I had ever come, ever.

She took her mouth off of my dick, cum dripping down the sides of her mouth, she smiled as she wiped it away, kissed me on the cheek, and said “I think you should maybe go now” with a smile. I did, and was in pure shock and awe, as I walked back to my car.

I couldn’t believe it. My crush just gave me head.

NSFW: yes

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