Damn, she turned me on. That blue and orange tee shirt with `` New York '' on the front.. it hung mingy to her soundbox so well. She was stacked too and her pilus was ignominious, tied into a ponytail.

My center wandered down to her shorts. The Knicks logo was patched on to the side. Those pay heed tight too. She had a firm ass, alright.

Oh, what the hell is wrong with me ? I 'm just a fan. I could never get her. She 's practically a celebrity. outset female NBA player ever. Plus she was not just a histrion, but a star actor. A female Allen Iverson.

That 's when she moved the basketball from her left to right hand quickly, then burst forward, laying it up at the rim. Wow ... She was good.

Denise. Denise Patrick White was her name. That was the T-shirt I wore as well, as big a fan as I was.

After some more eye balling of her, I was saddened to go home knowing she and the Knicks had lost. I sighed, walking out of the stadium. I needed something after all that eye balling of her.

So, as all men do, they go to the skinny bar. Well, at least in my day and age. I sighed and sat at the counter, atop one of the stools. A commercial played on the screen of the TV above.
'' brand sure to tune into the 2023 NBA Playoffs ! Beginning April 21st ! Do n't miss it ! ''

The barkeep stood in social movement of me. `` You drinkin'? ''

'' Yeah.. Just a beer. '' I say, fixing my jersey a bit.

The bartender nodded, handing me the bottleful a few bit later. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see soul sitting down. `` I 'll charter one too. '' A female voice said.

I turned to my right field to see who it was. To my surprise, it was the basketball game star herself. I was flash-frozen. I could n't say anything. All I managed to mutter out was a, `` Wow ... ''

She turned to look at me. She smiled and laughed, the fall bringing out the color in her bluish eye. `` You must have it away me from somewhere. '' She said with a giggle.

'' I just saw you playing ... '' I struggled to say. `` I was tribunal side.. ''

'' Oh, so you must have money then. '' We both laughed now. `` I checked the damage for my relatives to come see a game. And woo.. terms are sky high. ``

I braced my elbows on the wooden rejoinder. `` What are you doing here then ? '' I said. I noticed she had n't changed really. She wore a low-cal blue track jacket crown with the squad logo on it. She still had her shortstop and sneakers on. I also noticed she had a duffel bag under her seat.

'' I 'm sorry for being a human being who likes to enjoy them self like everyone else. '' She said sarcastically with a laugh.

'' I 'm apologize, it 's just.. ''

'' Never met a participant before ? ``

'' I haven't.. ''

'' Ah well. We 're people too, you know ! '' She said, taking a sip.

'' I always wondered.. what 's it like being in a footlocker room to the full of guy wire ? ``

'' Sucks at times, because I want to blab about sure affair, but I ca n't. I wish one of them was gay. ''

I laughed. `` What exactly do you want to spill the beans about ? ``

'' little girl things, you know. But that 's just the way it is, right ? '' She rose her bottleful, asking for cheers.

I nodded and tapped my bottle with hers. `` Yeah, just the way it is. ''

It was unsounded for a few moments. `` I see you 're a big fan of me. '' She laughed, poking my jersey.

'' Well, uh.. yeah. '' I said in a shy way.

'' Hmm ... do you cause a car ? I took a cab to the stadium today. '' She said. Her hired hand slowly moved over and put it on mine.

I felt my cheeks getting warm. `` Y-Yes ... I do.. ''

'' So would you take care driving me home ? '' She gave a winking.

'' Yeah, no problem. '' It was time to overstretch myself together. I stood up. `` Follow me. ''

She stood and picked up her duffel bag. With a smile, I said, `` I 'll stock that. '' She replied with a grinning and handed it to me. I noticed she was not that tall, despite her talent. We were both sole 6 metrical unit marvellous. Which was tall compared to the players on the court.

We walked to my car, chatting about diverse affair. Things like the sport in itself to her own personal life story. I learned that she grew up in New House of York, making her a hometown hero. Which was absolutely amazing.

I drove her home base. It was just a casual drive, really. She did, however, slowly put her handwriting on my compensate articulatio humeri as I was driving. Her hands were lenient and mollify. That 's when she started rubbing. I felt my face get hot again, but I focused on the road.

She smirked and went lower, rubbing my chest gently. Her nails were short, which made mother wit to me, since it 'd be knockout to dribble as well as she could with long nails.

'' Denise.. what are you doing ? '' I said, even though I did n't want it to stop.

'' Oh, nothing ... '' She said casually. Her tone, as well as her smirk, told me that she knew that was not straight.

I sighed and kept driving. I still had those butterflies in my stomach at prison term. This was a swarm of those so called butterfly.

Her hired hand eased lower, down past my stomach and onto my crotch. I knew she felt my erecting. She just had to. The gibbosity was just popping out of my jeans practically. She brushed over the excrescence a few times.

I was surprised no one looked into the car and noticed when we were at red lights. New York is not a small place at all, and I 'm pretty indisputable someone would 've recognized Denise White.

Denise did n't hesitate at all. She just unzipped my gasp and pulled my rock hard cock out. She smiled and took it into her manus, giving the drumhead a kiss. `` Oh ... '' I moaned. This was amazing.

She slowly took the head into her mouth, sucking soft. `` Damn.. '' I used one bridge player to run through her pilus for a moment, before focusing on driving again.

Her pass only went miserable, inserting more of my cock into her warm up mouth. I was a just size, about 8 inch long.

I expected her to displume away and then continue sucking, but no. She surprised me and took my prick down to the hilt, holding it in her back talk for a few moments. `` Ah fuck ! '' I said over a moan. The feeling was amazing.

I had to focus on the road. When could I park this damn car ? I needed to badly..

'' We 're almost there. '' I heard her say. `` I live in a condo on Fifth Avenue. ''

'' moldiness be fancy.. '' I say, still trying to catch my breath. `` Damn, your sass flavour good. Sorry I do n't cum fast enough for ya'. '' I say with a laugh.

'' Oh really ? '' She said with a smirk. I felt her hired man wrap around my shaft tight. Shit.. I knew what she was going to do.

Denise began stroking me, but not just some easy stroking. No, she went hard as a asshole, stroking me hard and fast. She was trying to get me to cum, but I kept my focus. On the route too, of course.

'' You 're going to cum soon. '' She teased. She was right on. I could barely hold it back any thirster. I was moaning tacky enough that I rolled up the window to preclude anyone from hearing. Like that would help.

'' fuck ! '' I released my cum finally, the flannel, fond liquidness spilling onto her face.

'' Mmm ... '' She said softly, starting to lick it off. `` I 'm not finished. '' She winked. I just agitate my head and parked out front line of her condominium.

holy place nooky. This was probably the best night of my life. Probably.


To be continued ?