Imagine walking out of school when you see your boyfriend Ross waiting for you on the side walk. He smiles when he sees you and opens his arms wide, “There’s my girl.” he says as he pulls you in close. “Mmm, I’m so happy you’re here babe.” You inhale his familiar scent before you pull away, taking his hand and leading him towards the football field. “My parents are home, and I want to be alone with you. Let’s just hang out here.” You say. “Sounds good to me.” Ross agrees. When you get down to the field he lets go of your hand and takes off running down the field, “ROSS LYNCH STAR FOOTBALL PLAYER!” He yells. You stand at the side lines, laughing and cheering him on, “Hey, you’re the sexiest football player I’ve ever seen!” He stops and turns to you, “Oh really…” he says smirking.
Suddenly he charges towards you, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. “ROSS! AAAH!” You yell in between giggles. He lays you down on the field and leans over you, “You want to see sexy?” You sit up and wink, nodding towards the bleachers. He grabs your hand and pulls you up to your feet, and you both disappear under the bleachers. Once you’re hidden, he lifts you up and you wrap your legs around him, holding his head in your hands and staring into his eyes. “You sure you want to do this?” Ross asks. You don’t say anything, you just pull him closer and start kissing his neck, moving to his jaw, and then meeting his lips. You love the way his lips taste, the way they move so beautifully with yours. Lost in a trance, you’re awoken when you feel his one hand start to make its way into your panties. You feel a trail of chills follow wherever his hand goes. He puts you down and goes further into your panties, finding your hole. You moan as his finger starts to enter you, your vagina pulsing, begging for him. He moves faster and faster until your moans turn into shrieks and then he stops suddenly, unbuttoning his jeans and taking out his long, hard dick. He spins you around and bends you over so you’re leaning against the inside of the bleachers. He roughly pulls down your jeans and panties a little more, his hands grab onto your hips, and you feel his cock slowly but firmly push into you. You gasp as he goes deeper into you, “Baby, you okay?” He asks sweetly. “Mmhmmm.” You manage to answer. He starts moving faster… and faster… and faster as your screams get louder. You start moving with him, bouncing back on his dick, and he starts to grunt. Suddenly you feel yourself fill with his cum. “Oooooh.” He moans and keeps moving, slowly now. You both freeze when you hear a whistle and a man yelling. Ross pulls out of you, zips up his pants, and peers through the spaces in the bleachers, “Phew. It’s just the football team starting practice.” You fix your clothes, “We should get going. I don’t want us to get caught, Ross.” He grabs your hand and you turn around to look at him. He’s sitting in the grass, and he pats the empty space next to him, “Can’t get in trouble for just laying here.” You sit down next to him and he wraps his arms around you tightly, pulling you to the ground. You rest your head on his chest and you can hear his heart beating under you. He reaches for a flower that’s in the grass next to him, pulls it out of the ground, and places it in your hair. “I love you so much, (Y/N).” “I love you too, Ross.”
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