at the top of her head and the next I'm seeing her at the other end of the truck.
"Shuttle's here!" she announces with a glee that confuses me. My cock hasn't gotten the message and is just as confused as I am as it continues to press hard against my jeans, pointing towards the only girl I want. The look on my face must be very clear.
"I knew that was all you wanted! I told you I wasn't gonna fuck you," she says. "I'm not that type of girl."
She leaves my truck's door open as I watch her stunning body sashay over to the waiting shuttle. I'm desperate but Beau Tillman doesn't beg. Quinn gets on the shuttle and sits by the window, watching me with a ridiculous smirk on her face until the bus finally pulls away.
*****
Coach demands more of his pitchers and that's why I'm up jogging so early, just a few hours after his daughter gave me the biggest set of blue balls I had ever had. I'm laughing about it though, shaking my head in disbelief that a girl had actually pulled one over on me. I admit it, she got me, I was convinced we were about to get down before she up and pulled away.
I round the hill just outside of campus and I can feel someone coming up behind me. Keeping my concentration on my own jog, I don't even turn around to find out who it is until I feel a heavy slap on my ass. Now I'm certain it's Enzo.
"Pick up the pace, meat," a female's voice taunts me. It takes a second to realize that the shapely figure that blazes past me is Quinn. From behind I can see just how toned her body is, her workout clothes leave little to the imagination. I have to remind myself to not fall for her tricks again though I know I'll end up walking right into another trap. It would be better to just let her escape and get away but I reluctantly find myself pushing my body to catch up.
I manage to see Quinn far off ahead turning back towards campus, towards the fields. Sweat pours down my forehead in buckets as I try to catch up, managing to only barely keep her in my sight. She thinks she's crafty by dipping into the likely empty student conditioning center and I rush up to surprise her. Heart pounding and drenched in sweat, I pull the door open quickly to find her resting on a stack of mats, a smug look on her face.
"You're never gonna give up chasing me, huh?" she asks before taking a swig from her water bottle. Her cropped top shows off an impressively toned stomach and hugs her chest to keep me interested. She's in a pair of bright shorts that show off the tanned, smooth thighs that I spent all night dreaming of. Going for broke I approach her, putting my body between her open legs in an attempt to pick up where we left off.
"You didn't get rejected hard enough last night?" she asks as I move in even closer until our bodies are only an inch apart. I can feel the heat radiating off of her body and we both take deep breaths while looking into each other's eyes.
"I don't think you understand," I tell her as the very tip of my hard cock presses against my shorts and makes contact with the soft spot between her legs. "I'm not the one that gets rejected." My hands land at her sides on the mat to brace my body. Our breathing has synced up and our chests are heaving up and down at the same time.
"Do it then," Quinn teases. "Reject me." Her hands start to feel along my chest, moving underneath my t-shirt to feel my sweaty muscles as she grinds her lower half harder into mine. I want to kiss her, to take her in my arms and give her what we both so desperately want but I'm also ready to call her bluff, to leave her with the heavy feeling of frustration like I felt last night.
Quinn let's out a surprised gasp when my hands find her soft hips and guide her closer into me. Those big, brown eyes watch me anxiously, waiting for me to give her what we both want. I feel her move her lover half to grind all over my cock, begging me to take her right there.
"We really can't keep doing
"Shuttle's here!" she announces with a glee that confuses me. My cock hasn't gotten the message and is just as confused as I am as it continues to press hard against my jeans, pointing towards the only girl I want. The look on my face must be very clear.
"I knew that was all you wanted! I told you I wasn't gonna fuck you," she says. "I'm not that type of girl."
She leaves my truck's door open as I watch her stunning body sashay over to the waiting shuttle. I'm desperate but Beau Tillman doesn't beg. Quinn gets on the shuttle and sits by the window, watching me with a ridiculous smirk on her face until the bus finally pulls away.
*****
Coach demands more of his pitchers and that's why I'm up jogging so early, just a few hours after his daughter gave me the biggest set of blue balls I had ever had. I'm laughing about it though, shaking my head in disbelief that a girl had actually pulled one over on me. I admit it, she got me, I was convinced we were about to get down before she up and pulled away.
I round the hill just outside of campus and I can feel someone coming up behind me. Keeping my concentration on my own jog, I don't even turn around to find out who it is until I feel a heavy slap on my ass. Now I'm certain it's Enzo.
"Pick up the pace, meat," a female's voice taunts me. It takes a second to realize that the shapely figure that blazes past me is Quinn. From behind I can see just how toned her body is, her workout clothes leave little to the imagination. I have to remind myself to not fall for her tricks again though I know I'll end up walking right into another trap. It would be better to just let her escape and get away but I reluctantly find myself pushing my body to catch up.
I manage to see Quinn far off ahead turning back towards campus, towards the fields. Sweat pours down my forehead in buckets as I try to catch up, managing to only barely keep her in my sight. She thinks she's crafty by dipping into the likely empty student conditioning center and I rush up to surprise her. Heart pounding and drenched in sweat, I pull the door open quickly to find her resting on a stack of mats, a smug look on her face.
"You're never gonna give up chasing me, huh?" she asks before taking a swig from her water bottle. Her cropped top shows off an impressively toned stomach and hugs her chest to keep me interested. She's in a pair of bright shorts that show off the tanned, smooth thighs that I spent all night dreaming of. Going for broke I approach her, putting my body between her open legs in an attempt to pick up where we left off.
"You didn't get rejected hard enough last night?" she asks as I move in even closer until our bodies are only an inch apart. I can feel the heat radiating off of her body and we both take deep breaths while looking into each other's eyes.
"I don't think you understand," I tell her as the very tip of my hard cock presses against my shorts and makes contact with the soft spot between her legs. "I'm not the one that gets rejected." My hands land at her sides on the mat to brace my body. Our breathing has synced up and our chests are heaving up and down at the same time.
"Do it then," Quinn teases. "Reject me." Her hands start to feel along my chest, moving underneath my t-shirt to feel my sweaty muscles as she grinds her lower half harder into mine. I want to kiss her, to take her in my arms and give her what we both so desperately want but I'm also ready to call her bluff, to leave her with the heavy feeling of frustration like I felt last night.
Quinn let's out a surprised gasp when my hands find her soft hips and guide her closer into me. Those big, brown eyes watch me anxiously, waiting for me to give her what we both want. I feel her move her lover half to grind all over my cock, begging me to take her right there.
"We really can't keep doing
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