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The past two weeks had Kaitlyn feeling lighter than air. All of the stress about her and Jesse’s *arrangement*, the fear he was unhappy and would end their deal and return to tormenting Oliver had disappeared in one, heart-pounding evening. Their tryst at the Theta Lambda Sorority party had been raw, passionate, and without any concern for the consequences. Had anyone ventured down into the basement they would have seen Kaitlyn being fucked in a variety of positions, or, with a face full of Jesse’s cum. While she relished the degrading, intense sexual pleasure that came from being with Jesse, what gave Kaitlyn a greater sense of joy was when he told her why their previous rendezvous had ended so suddenly.

After their conversation, it was clear that despite how much Kaitlyn had been enjoying Jesse’s business, he was still putting up a barrier between them. A clear delineation that said, *‘We meet for my pleasure, and that’s all.’* Deep down, Kaitlyn knew that this was the case, but the deep unending pleasure she received from Jesse had begun to tell her there could be something more. It wasn’t a matter of wanting a relationship or finding love, but that beneath the veneer Jesse had where he bullied and dominated those around him, there could be raw sexual chemistry between them. Kaitlyn knew now that to make the most of that chemistry meant to keep it limited to the physical attraction they felt, and nothing more.

The memories of that night paired with the photos she had taken had kept Kaitlyn business since that night. The pair hadn’t seen one another since going their separate methods which was all for the better. After Kaitlyn left the basement to meet Oliver, she struggled with keeping his suspicion at bay. ‘*Where were you? What took you so long? The girls went to look for you at the bathroom but you weren’t there!*’, it had felt more like an interrogation than a brother caring for his sister. Of course, it was to be expected. Oliver was anxious in large social gatherings and a caveat for him to attend the Theta Lambda party was that they would spend the evening together. That had been the plan until Jesse was thrown into the mix.

Thankfully, Kaitlyn was able to address his worries. ‘*I saw how busy the bathroom was, so I went upstairs instead! It was off limits so nobody thought to check there.*’ she had explained. That alone may not have been enough to satisfy Olvier’s curiosity, but when Veronica agreed and told Oliver they hadn’t checked the upper floors of the house, he relented. Since the party, however, Oliver had begun to show more of an interest in Kaitlyn’s… *social life.* Perhaps, it was because he was becoming more outgoing himself, or maybe it was simply he had seen a change within her.

Oliver wasn’t the only one who had noticed a change within Kaitlyn, her friends Mel and Veronica and even her parents had noticed. It had become an almost daily occurrence of her parents asking who she was spending time with on any given evening, and her friends asking about her dating life. For the most part, Kaitlyn had been able to ward off any suspicions by placating her parents and telling them she would be with Mel and Veronica, while with the girls she would explain she was simply happy to be approaching graduation. While it felt as though those in her life didn’t believe the lies Kaitlyn told them, none of them pressed the problem further. However, it was just a matter of time, that with alcohol or the right questions, she was bound to slip up. That came all too soon, with the College Showdown.

Two weeks after the party, on Friday, Kaitlyn, Mel, and Veronica were together in Mel’s room of the Theta Lambda Sorority house, drinking together in the early afternoon, preparing for the evening’s festivities. The College Showdown had arrived: the first Football match of the season between Britannia Heights University and its rival college McDowell University. It was an annual tradition that the rivals would play an exhibition game against each other first before the season began, and both campuses would be full of college spirit. Anyone with an ounce of college pride would be in attendance; drinking, and cheering on their team. While Kaitlyn had never been much of a sports fan, the energy at the event was electric and it all the time pulled her and her friends. Their annual tradition was to pre-drink before the game, continue at the stadium, and, if BHU won, continue the celebrations onto campus in the evening.

The trio had been at it for close to two hours and would be preparing to leave for the game shortly, but as they downed yet another shot, Veronica slid close to Kaitlyn with a mischievous smirk.

“So, Katie…” she said, pouring another round of vodka shots for the other girls. “We need to talk about the party, and what’s been going on with you lately.”

“What about it?” Kaitlyn asked, feeling a knot beginning to form in her stomach.

“Well… Mel and I were talking about the party and about how you’ve been acting lately,” Veronica explained, handing the glasses out to Mel and Kaitlyn before downing her own with a grimace.

“Veronica and I checked the upstairs bathroom when looking for you at the party. We only told Oliver we hadn’t because you clearly were hiding something,” Mel said, following Veronica’s lead and downing her drink. “Not to mention how recently you’re *glued* to your phone as if you’re waiting for something to happen.”

“Exactly. The last few weeks you’ve been walking around with a guilty look, and then suddenly it’s like you’re walking on air. We haven’t seen you like this since you were with Stephen, and we know exactly what that look *means*. You’ve been fucking someone new!”

The accusation took Kaitlyn by surprise. She knew that her friends were too observant to not see through her lies, but she hadn’t expected them to call her out on them. Sitting there agape for a moment, Kaitlyn quickly downed her shot, shrugging nonchalantly before turning back to her friends with a newfound sense of confidence.

“I don’t know what you mean, maybe we passed each other-” she began to explain before Veronica laughed and shook her head.

“No, no. You can’t talk your way out of this,” Veronica replied, leaning in closer to Kaitlyn with a smirk. “I may not know who you were *with*, but I know what you were *doing*. When we got ready we did our makeup, hair, everything. When you came outside to meet us before leaving, your hair was a mess, you had no more makeup on and your face was beet red. I thought at first you had been crying, but your eyes weren’t puffy or anything… but most importantly, the way you were walking. I’ve walked like that too after *really* good sex.”

As Veronica gave her explanation, Kaitlyn lost the ability to argue. In hindsight, it had been so *obvious*. She shouldn’t have let Jesse fuck her, and she shouldn’t have let him cum on her face. A simple blowjob and swallow, what they had done in the past, would have been enough to live up to her end of the bargain, but she just had to risk it. It had been incredible, but she knew that it had been playing with fire. There was no point in arguing anymore, no point in making further excuses. She had been caught in the lie, and now all Kaitlyn could do was manage the damage.

“Alright… no I wasn’t in the bathroom. I mean- I was but not the whole time,” Kaitlyn sighed, turning scarlet as she snatched away the bottle of vodka to pour another drink. Quickly downing another shot, she gave an exaggerated groan in an attempt to buy herself another moment to think of a way out of her situation. Mel and Veronica both know Jesse’s reputation, not to mention the reputation of those in the Sigma Sigma Omega Fraternity, and would not approve of her being with one of their members in any way.

“Oh? So you *did* hook up with someone in the bathroom? Who? Give us the details!” Mel squealed excitedly, grabbing the bottle to pour another shot for herself and Veronica.

“Just some guy from Delta Kappa Alpha, I had a bit to drink and one thing led to another…” Kaitlyn began to explain, before trailing off with a shrug. “Before you ask, I’m not telling you his name! I don’t want to jinx it, and I don’t even know what it *is* yet.”

Both of her friends began to squeal excitedly. It had been some time since her previous relationship had ended, and ever since both Mel and Veronica had told Kaitlyn that she needed to move on and discover a new relationship. It was less about the relationship, however, and more about the *sex*.

“Aww fine, you know we’ll get it out of you eventually!” Veronica chuckled mischievously, before leaning in closer to Kaitlyn. “How was it? What have you guys *done*?”

Kaitlyn began to dive into some details of her and Jesse’s illicit rendezvous. Explaining how she had jerked him off in his car, sucked him in the bathroom at college, and how they had fucked at the party. She had left some details out, however, such as being fucked on Oliver’s bed, or how he had covered her face in cum at the party. With the details she *provided*, the pair seemed satisfied.

“It’s about time you got laid again! I thought you’d become a nun after graduation,” Mel laughed, before flopping back onto the bed. “God… I need that right about now.”

“Maybe Katie can share her guy with you, I doubt he’d complain!” Veronica said, poking Kaitlyn’s side playfully. The wondered of sharing Jesse sent a flash of anger through her body. The feeling caught her by surprise, was she jealous at the idea of Jesse being with another woman?

“No, I need to find my own sexy frat boy to fool around with,” Mel replied before Kaitlyn was able to. Rolling onto her side and cradling her head in the palm of her hand, she looked at Kaitlyn with a frown. “Do you think your guy can set me up with anyone from his frat?”

“Maybe, I can try talking to him about it,” Kaitlyn replied, relieved that Mel didn’t want to distribute Jesse. She wouldn’t ask Jesse about hooking Mel up with someone though, anyone that Jesse would suggest was likely to be in Sigma Sigma Omega, or, would know that Jesse had set them up. With one wrong word slipped to Mel, and her friends would know about her shameful secret.

The trio continued to drink well into the afternoon until it was time to get ready. Kaitlyn got changed into a more casual outfit, a pair of black shorts, a burgundy Britannia Heights University t-shirt, and a matching burgundy ball cap. Veronica fussed over the outfit, before grabbing the hem of it and tying it up to show off her pale midriff.

“What would you mystery man think if he saw you? He’d think you’re a guy!” she said teasingly, as she finished tying up Kaitlyn’s shirt. It didn’t matter to Kaitlyn, the buzz of alcohol taking over any embarrassment of showing off more skin than usual in public. Before long, it was time to go to the big game.

The College Showdown was at the city’s local stadium, normally the home of professional athletes or large concerts, today it would be home to thousands of drunk students and their respective football teams. By the time they arrived, the stadium was already abuzz with a chaotic energy… and it was intoxicating. Students from both schools were adorned in their college colors or logos, many with their faces painted or sporting logos and jerseys. Whenever students from both schools passed by one another, they would jeer at each other, and it wasn’t uncommon that small fights would break out. Thankfully, security was on high alert to stop any *unpleasantness* that could ruin the day for the more *well-behaved* fans.

Kaitlyn, Mel, and Veronica were seated on the second level among hundreds of other Britannia Heights University students, wearing the crimson and navy blue colors of their college. The cheering swelled up to an almost deafening volume, and it peaked the moment the teams entered the field. The entire stadium erupted in roars of excitement; noise-makers, drums, horns, and all manner of tools were used by the excited students to try and drown out the opposing fans. While it wasn’t Kaitlyn’s first College Showdown, the event seemed to get more rowdy with each passing year. Considering this would be her final Showdown before she graduated, she was determined to make the most of it. With a toss of the coin, BHU won the first kick-off, and the game began.

While many students were enthralled with what was happening on the field, just as many were paying no attention and simply talking with those around them. Many students, Kaitlyn included, were not fans of football and simply attended to enjoy the atmosphere. Those fans were also the ones who most often snuck alcohol into the game.

“Here, keep your shot glasses low…” Mel said, pulling out three flasks from her purse and handing out a few glasses. “Security is too concerned with weapons and people fighting to care about a flask being brought in.”

The three girls continued to drink, cheering along with the fans or booing, following the flow of the crowd. As the buzz of the alcohol kicked in, Kaitlyn knew it was time to pace herself. While she enjoyed partying and drinking with friends, she knew better than to get too out of hand, especially at public events. Kaitlyn was concerned that she would do something foolish or embarrassing and that she would be mocked for making a fool of herself. At the wondered of being embarrassed, memories of her times with Jesse came flooding back to her, how she worried about being seen at the party being fucked, her face covered in cum. How men in the Arts Building bathroom had mocked her for sucking Jesse in the bathroom stall. Even the memory of having her arm covered in cum and being forced to walk home, the degrading feeling of being *used*… it all had her heartbeat begin to race.

“Oh shit! Is he okay?!” Veronica gasped, leaping up to her feet with the rest of the crowd. Kaitlyn was brought out of her mind and memories by the sounds of many in the crowd booing the McDowell University team. Casting her eyes down to the field, she could see that a player in a crimson jersey was lying sprawled on the field, writhing around likely in pain.

“What happened?” Kaitlyn asked, standing up and craning her neck to see over the fans standing in front of her.

“He had three guys hit him hard and he just crumpled,” Mel said, pulling out her phone’s camera and attempting to zoom in. “It’s… oh damn it’s number 62, Campbell.”

“That’s that asshole Jesse, from Sigma Sigma Omega,” Veronic said sighing in annoyance. “He probably fucked one of the MDU player’s girlfriends and it was payback.”

‘*Jesse*?’ Kaitlyn wondered, panic coming across her face. Of course, she knew Jesse was on the football team, but it hadn’t dawned on her that he may be on the field, or that he could be the one getting hurt. She watched the field eagerly now, trying to see what was going on. Three men from the BHU bench came over, and what appeared to be the coach and two trainers, helped Jesse back up to his feet and towards the sidelines. He appeared to be walking with a limp, but as he walked off, all of the Britannia Heights University students began to cheer him on.

“Well, that was exciting,” Mel laughed, as they all sat back down in their seats. “There’s always one who gets hurt, too bad he couldn’t make it to the end of the game.”

Even though the rest of the fans seemed to brush off the injury the moment Jesse left the field, Kaitlyn continued to feel uneasy. He had made it clear that their arrangement was simply physical, but she couldn’t help but worry. But why should she worry? After all of the pain and suffering that Jesse had caused Oliver, a sports injury should be the least of her concerns. He had awakened something within Kaitlyn though, and her more rational side was quickly failing her. It was as if she had become *addicted* to Jesse, and her addiction made all reason disappear in an instant.

“Hey… I’ll be right back, I’m going to get a drink from the concessions stand,” Kaitlyn said, climbing back up to her feet and slowly starting to inch down the row. At her words, Mel began to perk up, holding her flask up towards Kaitlyn who laughed and shook her head. “No, a *non-alcoholic* drink!”

“Aww, booooo!” Veronica and Mel jeered playfully, as Kaitlyn began to inch away from them.

“Just hurry back so you don’t miss the game! The quarter is almost over!” Veronica called out after her before Kaitlyn made it to the stairs and began to ascend towards the exit. Walking out into the stadium hallway, she could still clearly hear the rumble of the crowd as easily as she had when she was among it. The hallway itself was quieter than it was before the game, but it was clear that many fans were also sneaking away before the end of the second quarter to use the bathroom or to get fresh drinks and snacks. However, Kaitlyn had no intention of actually stopping for a drink.

She hurried through the halls and down to the lower levels of the stadium. While security seemed to be on high alert on the upper floors, it seemed as though the deeper she ventured into the building the lighter the security became. By the time she reached the lowest floors, finding the snaking maze that led to the player’s locker rooms, there was not another soul to be seen. In the distance, she could hear the buzzer indicating the end of the quarter, just as she turned the corner into the hallway housing the player locker rooms. Seeing a crowd of equipment-clad men entering the hallway, Kaitlyn quickly ducked back around the corner, praying she hadn’t been seen.

She knew the half-time show would be starting soon, and the players *usually* came out to watch; they couldn’t get enough of the cheerleaders putting on competing performances and it often helped bolster their spirit. When they did, she would have an opportunity to go in and see Jesse. It didn’t take long for the players to come out, helmets and water bottles in hand, as music began to swell in the distance. Kaitlyn would have about an hour before anyone should be returning to the locker room, it would have to be enough.

Once the players had gone back out to the field for the show, Kaitlyn silently crept back into the hallway and towards the Britannia Heights University team locker room. She peered both methods to ensure nobody would see her, memories of their hookup in the Arts Building bathroom giving her a sense of deja vu before she pushed the door and walked in.

The locker room reeked of sweat, with cubbies all around the large square room where the players had stored their belongings. Sweat-stained towels, underwear, and a variety of other clothes and cleaning supplies were strewn about, it was exactly how Kaitlyn had all the time imagined a locker room would look. On the bench pressed into the far corner of the room was Jesse, lying down with an ice pack on his shoulder, his arm in a sling, and his eyes closed.

“Don’t worry about keeping me company, go enjoy the show,” he called out, turning his head slightly with a grimace and opening his eyes to look at the person who had just entered. His eyes widened in shock as he saw Kaitlyn standing there, her hands fidgeting in front of her. “Katie? What the hell are you doing here?”

“H-hey…” she muttered sheepishly, giving Jesse a small smile. “I was up in the stands and I wanted to come and check in on you.”

“You did?” he asked, a mixture of surprise and happiness coming across his face. Sitting up slightly with a groan, he leaned forward, his left hand holding the ice pack to his right shoulder.

“Don’t move too much if you’re hurt!” Kaitlyn said disapprovingly, rushing over and sliding onto the bench next to him. Reaching up, she held the ice pack on his shoulder with a frown. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I dislocated my shoulder but Mr. Coleman, our trainer, was able to get it back into place,” he explained, his left hand gesturing to his slinged arm. “It hurts like hell, but with some rest, it should feel better in no time.”

Kaitlyn nodded as he spoke, gently holding the ice pack in place with one hand, while her other hand gently ran a finger along his arm. Jesse was sitting in a compression shirt and shorts; having stripped away the rest of his equipment to be comfortable. Sweat had begun to stain through the clothes, with his short, buzzed hair glistening slightly. She had never been particularly attracted to athletes in the past… but she had to admit, her heart began to pump harder as she touched him. The smell of the locker room was not a pleasant one, but it was a small price to pay to check in on Jesse.

“That’s good… did they give you anything to help manage the pain?” she asked, looking up at him with a soft, reassuring smile. “I’m surprised nobody is here to make sure you’re okay.”

“They gave me some over-the-counter pain medication, but it’s not doing too much. As for being here to check in on me… they’d all rather be out there staring at the cheerleaders shaking their ass,” he laughed, his eyes darting down at Kaitlyn’s body for just a moment. “Then again, if they knew you’d be coming I bet they’d rather be here to look at you…”

Kaitlyn felt her skin start to flush, as she became acutely aware of her outfit and the skin it showed off. A part of her wanted to immediately untie the bottom of her shirt in an attempt to cover her midriff, while another part, one that had become much more vocal in recent weeks, was thanking Veronica for tying it up in the first place.

“Thanks, even though I know you’re totally lying. Why wouldn’t you want to leer at a bunch of cheerleaders showing off their bodies?” Kaitlyn laughed in response, her hand continuing to absentmindedly stroke Jesse’s arm and slowly working across to his chest.

“Maybe I’d just rather leer at you showing off your body?” he said, flashing her a charming smile. It felt strange to Kaitlyn to have Jesse *flirting* with her. Normally their arrangements had been very transactional; he would tell her he needed to get off and then they would get to company. But now… it felt like something *more*.

“You’re welcome to look at my body as much as you want, even if I’m not wearing a short skirt or anything like that,” she giggled, leaning in closer so that her body was gently pressed against Jesse’s. Her turned in his seat slightly, one of his large hands gently sliding onto her thigh and squeezing.

“That’s fine by me. I like this look better than a cheerleader’s outfit anyways,” he replied, his eyes darting to Kaitlyn’s lips for just a moment before pulling back up to her eyes. In an instant, Kaitlyn leaned in and kissed him, pressing firmly against his lips hungrily. Jesse reciprocated the kiss, the hand on her thigh squeezing gently as their lips parted and his tongue slid into her mouth. Kaitlyn moaned at the feeling of his hand on her, and his tongue in her mouth, and without thinking she slowly slid up from her seat to straddle his lap. As they continued to kiss, Jesse’s hand slid around to gently squeeze Kaitlyn’s ass, and in response, she began to gently grind along his lap.

Every moment that their bodies touched made her feel hotter. She wanted to just tear their clothes off and have him take her right then and there, the consequences be damned. She craved Jesse, needed his touch, and to feel the pleasure that only he could provide. Ever since their arrangement began, she couldn’t get him out of her head, even as she pleasured herself. Now, masturbating simply didn’t compare, it was like her body depended on Jesse now for any pleasure.

She continued to grind more intensely along his lap, feeling his bulge growing between her legs and pressing against her pussy through the layers of fabric between them. Kaitlyn moaned softly at the feeling, but as she pressed in, Jesse yelped in pain.

“O-oh! I’m sorry!” she gasped, noticing her hand had pressed the ice pack down into his shoulder more forcefully. Jesse panted for a moment, looking slightly queasy before he shook his head.

“It’s all good… just sore,” he sighed, giving her an apologetic smile. “I’m good to keep going-”

“No. You need to relax,” Kaitlyn said, sliding off of his lap and down to her knees. “Let me take care of you, okay?”

Jesse nodded as he lifted his hips, giving Kaitlyn room to tug down his pants. It was easy now that he was in shorts, not having to deal with belts and zippers. The moment his cock was released, she was hit with a waft of sweat, his scent penetrating her mind.

“You don’t have to do this, I haven’t showered…” he began to say, but without a moment’s hesitation, Kaitlyn leaned in and took his salty manhood into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around his sensitive skin. Jesse sighed happily, leaning his head back against the wall as his cock began to grow, filling Kaitlyn’s mouth as her tongue hungrily lapped against it. She began to bob her head, taking more and more of his growing shaft into her throat, slurping loudly. While the locker room had the dull bass of the music from the half-time show pounding through the walls, it was overtaken by the hungry slurps and sucking of Kaitlyn.

In the past, she had all the time wanted her partners to bathe before they hooked up. The idea of sweat seemed like a turn-off, but today she knew Jesse *needed* her help to relax. It was a reminder that their arrangement was for Kaitlyn to help get him off, whenever he needed it. Jesse’s good hand slid onto the top of Kaitlyn’s head, pulling off her hat and placing it on the bench next to him before gripping a handful of her hair. Before, Jesse would grip her hair and pull her head in deep; using her mouth as a fleshlight, but now he simply guided her head forward and backward, letting her set the pace.

Bringing her hand up, Kaitlyn began to stroke whatever part of his cock she couldn’t fit into her mouth, making sure that his entire manhood was stimulated, smearing her saliva along the shaft whenever she bobbed her head. Jesse’s body shuddered at the feeling, as he reveled in her pleasuring him.

“F-fuck… take your clothes off…” he panted, gripping her hair slightly harder as he pulled Kaitlyn up for air. Kaitlyn’s eyes had become unfocused, as her mouth began to salivate; desperate for more of his taste. She obeyed without question though, standing up and quickly peeling off her shirt, undoing her bra, and sliding off her shorts and thong in one swift motion. She hadn’t *planned* on having sex today, and her choice of underwear was evidence of that. Kaitlyn was thankful she could pull it off quickly before Jesse got too close of a look at her choice.

Standing up, Jesse took Kaitlyn by the waist and laid her down on the hard, wooden bench. It was far from the most *comfortable* place she had had sex in the past, but the sheer *need* she felt more than made up for it. Jesse roughly pulled her legs aside as he climbed on top of her, his sweaty body pressing against her soft, warm skin, and in one swift motion pressed his thick, saliva-coated member between her lips.

Kaitlyn moaned at the feeling of her pussy stretching around him. It was like an addict *finally* getting their fix after weeks without it. The sensation was heavenly, as he slowly began to thrust in and out of her. While her eyes remained unfocused, Kaitlyn continued to watch Jesse’s face. Normally, Jesse had her head in his lap or had bent her over, so watching him enjoy himself made them feel that much *closer*. However, as he began to increase the pace, she could see him grimacing.

“I-is your shoulder okay…?” she panted, finding it difficult to speak through the electric sensations coursing through her body. Jesse sighed, sitting up straighter and shrugging.

“It’s just sore when I move too much,” he explained, bracing himself on one knee, the other foot planting on the floor for balance. Kaitlyn nodded in understanding before she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. With his body held in place, Kaitlyn inched herself closer, bringing her legs up higher and higher until they were wrapped around his mid-back.

“Just go slow… we’re in no rush,” she said, giving him a warm smile. Jesse returned the smile and nodded. The new position she had moved herself to allowed Jesse to thrust even deeper than before, but that also meant he could go slower, and savor the feeling of being inside of Kaitlyn. He began to take deep, long strokes, pressing himself deeply into the base of his cock, before sliding himself back. With Kaitlyn’s legs wrapped around him, Jesse couldn’t pull out, but at that angle, his cock was grinding along her g-spot perfectly. Every movement had Kaitlyn’s body quivering in pleasure, and her head fell back as she relished the feeling.

Jesse continued to grind along her pussy for what felt like an eternity, pleasure building up as they shared a slow, intimate moment. Their sex in the past had been rough and passionate, truly fucking each other. Now, it felt much deeper, as they simply enjoyed each other’s body and made the most out of every movement. It quickly became too much for Kaitlyn however, as the slow, methodical sensations had her pushed over the edge. With a squeal of pleasure, she came; her pussy tightening around Jesse’s cock as he continued his steady, deep thrusts. He gasped at the feeling; it was almost as if her pussy was trying to milk him.

His thrusts became more energetic now; any of the pain he felt before being pushed down so that he could focus on his pleasure. The sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the locker room, their moans with the *slap slap slap slap* moving in time with the deep, reverberating bass. As the music outside began to quicken, so too did Jesse’s thrusts; his hips maintaining the tempo.

Jesse’s strong hand gripped her thigh and tugged her leg free; releasing her hold on him. Kaitlyn whined in response, but her eyes shot open wide in surprise as he lifted her right leg high, over his shoulder. Her back arched as it was quickly lifted off of the bench, and now each of his thrusts began to pound in deep. Kaitlyn could feel his thick cock sliding into the bottom, and the moment his cock pressed against her cervix she let out a deep groan. Her body had become so sensitive after her orgasm, that the intense feeling was almost too much… but she refused to stop now, not when Jesse was so close.

He continued his long, deep thrusts, reaching deeper than any man had ever been inside of her. It was such an intense experience; more so than even the roughest fucking Jesse had given her in the past. Kaitlyn could feel his body tensing with each movement, quivering almost in sync with her own as he continued to grind along her g-spot. Jesse’s hips began to thrust faster and faster, desperate to discover release of his own.

“M-my mouth…” Kaitlyn panted, looking up at him with the eyes of someone fully intoxicated by pleasure. “Cum in my mouth… p-please…”

Jesse grinned at her, and as the words left her mouth she could feel his manhood swelling inside of her. Had she still had her legs wrapped around him, Kaitlyn likely would have let him finish inside of her. However, with him now in control, she could focus more on their mutual pleasure. With several more deep thrusts with ever-quickening speed, Jesse finally reached his limit. He pulled back out of Kaitlyn, and quickly let her back down onto the bench before taking a step next to her face.

Instinctively, she reached up to take the base of his slick cock, and craned her head up to take him an inch into her willing mouth, her cheeks sucking inwards. Kaitlyn slurped hungrily as her tongue swirled around his tip, her hand jerking him off vigorously while her wide eyes looked up at him pleadingly. The look she gave him said everything, ‘*Please let me taste your cum…*’

With a groan, Jesse threw his head back in pleasure and unleashed a flood of semen straight into her mouth. His spray of cum coated her willing tongue and plastered the back of her throat. Kaitlyn moaned happily as rope after rope of hot cum filled her mouth, the mixing scent of his sweat and his seed overwhelming her senses. She had become euphoric, her body still reeling from post-orgasmic bliss, and now all of her senses were burning. With the final pulse of cum into her mouth, Kaitlyn was satisfied she had fully emptied Jesse and pulled away from him with a small pop. Her mouth had been filled with a gigantic load, and she swallowed it eagerly. The audible *gulp* followed by her pleased sigh, made Jesse look as though he would take her again right then and there.

“How do you feel now?” Kaitlyn giggled, leaning back onto the bench exhausted. Without a word, Jesse leaned down and began to kiss her again passionately, his good hand gently cradling her face. The feeling caused Kaitlyn to let out a soft whimper before he slowly pulled away.

“I feel amazing,” he said, panting slightly before sitting on the bench next to her. “Sorry, we couldn’t go as rough as we normally do it. I-”

Kaitlyn sat up, smiling reassuringly at Jesse as she placed a hand on his thigh. “No, it was perfect. I think I actually liked that *more* than the rough stuff. Not that the other stuff is *bad*, but it was a nice change.”

“It was,” he agreed, smiling back at her. He opened his mouth as if he were about to speak before the music in the distance cut off. “Fuck… the team is going to come back soon before the next quarter starts.”

“It’s okay, I’ll get out before they see me,” Kaitlyn said, sighing disappointedly as she stood up to quickly dress. Jesse watched her hurriedly get her clothes back on with a frown.

“I’d rather you stay… sorry for rushing you,” he said apologetically, scratching the back of his head with his good hand.

“Don’t worry about it, I understand,” Kaitlyn replied without looking back at him. Once her clothes were in place, she began to walk towards the locker room door, before Jesse snatched her hand.

“Why don’t you come by my place tomorrow? We can continue where we left off, without having to worry about someone interrupting us,” he suggested, giving her a playful smile. Kaitlyn nodded, feeling her skin flushing once again.

“I’d love that,” she said before Jesse leaned in to kiss her once more. With that, she hurried out of the locker room. The wondered of him inviting her over drove Kaitlyn wild. Her mind began to race, thinking of all they would do, the sex they could have, the pleasure she would feel… but most importantly, Kaitlyn imagined the feeling of his lips against hers. Those invasive thoughts took her by surprise, and it felt as though she only had one wondered that was her *own*.

‘*What’s happening to me?*’

NSFW: yes

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