The soccer match had left them both buzzing, sweat still clinging to their skin as they tumbled into Lena's apartment. At 35, she was the sharp-tongued captain who'd dragged the team to victory, and Marcus, the 38-year-old tattooed forward with biceps like steel and thighs that could crush a defense, had been eyeing her all game. "You played like you had something to prove," he said, leaning against her counter with a cocky grin. "Or maybe you were just horny for the win."
Lena smirked, strong and unyielding as she kicked off her cleats. "Please, big arms. I've been a virgin this long because most guys can't handle a woman who knows what she wants. Think your wrist-thick cock can break that seal without tapping out?" Marcus laughed, stepping closer, his hard length already straining against his shorts. "Witty and untouched? Challenge accepted. But fair warning—I'm not gentle with ass like yours."
The tension snapped as she pulled him in, their mouths crashing together while hands roamed. She shoved him onto the couch, straddling his lap with a wicked glint. "Blowjob first, stud? Or are you all talk?" Marcus groaned as she freed his 10-inch rock-hard cock, her tongue teasing before taking him deep, but she stopped short, panting, "Not yet. I want that dripping pussy filled." He flipped her playfully, but she pinned him back, guiding his thick head to her wet entrance.
With a shared gasp, he thrust in, breaking her virgin seal in one slow, intense push that had her swearing and laughing. "Fuck, you're huge—don't you dare stop." They moved together, sweating and horny, her strong thighs clamping around his as he pounded her pussy, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping and witty barbs. "Harder, or are those strong thighs just for show?" she taunted, coming first with a cry as cum spilled from her.
Marcus followed, filling her deep before they collapsed, panting and slick. But as he hardened again against her thigh, Lena grinned. "Round two already? This virgin's just getting started."
One night of four rounds promised more than just swollen, reared pussy—it hinted at games far beyond the field.
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