I can’t really tell this to anyone except for my very close girl friends. I’m obviously not gonna say his name but he is a white NFL player, star of his team. A little backstory is needed here.
**Backstory**
My parents moved to the US from the Czech Republic *before* I was born. So even though I was born and raised here, football was never part of my life much. We never had football Sundays at the house while growing up and my first encounter with how big football is to most people was in high school. I was already interested in other sports (tennis and cycling) so I paid no attention to football. I went to a few games with my friends but it was for the social aspect of it. The only team I know is the Kansas Chiefs because they won the SuperBowl lol. Anyway, you get the idea. I know *nothing* about football, let alone players.
**The Encounter**
Right before COVID became known and shut down everything, I was in a hotel out of town for work. As I said, I’m into physical fitness so I go to the gym regularly, even when traveling. Went to the hotel gym, doing my thing. I see this dude in the room (it was just us, guess not a lot of people like hotel gyms) and being my sociable, outgoing self, I stroke up a conversation with him. It helped that he was super handsome and fit lol. We talked a bit about the machines there, he helped me with a few exercises, and by the end of the workout, he said we should grab lunch together. “Sure, but I have to shower and get these sweaty clothes off first”, I said. He laughed and asked if he could help with that. *yeah, smoooth*.
We went towards the elevators and up to his room (which turned out to be a really nice suite). “Go ahead and do what you gotta do, don’t mind me!”, he said. I went into the bathroom, showered, and had a few moments to reflect on what to wear now. Do I go out in a towel? Maybe the bathrobe? I can’t put the sweaty shorts back on. I decided to emerge with the bathrobe on, to find him lounging on the couch with the laptop on his lap. I think he showered in another bathroom because he was freshened up and wearing other clothes. I noticed a bunch of bags, shirts, shorts and whatnot with said football team’s name and logo. “You must be a big fan, eh?”, my dumb self says. “Um, kinda… yeah, you could say that”, he replies while looking at me like I was an alien. He must’ve thought I was bullshitting him and knowing who he is all along, I don’t know.
He made a comment about my legs, that are nicely toned, so we talked a bit about cycling. “I don’t really do cycling but I do play sports professionally”, he says. “Ah cool, what do you play?”, my dumbass asks. “Um… guess? What does it look like I play?”, he says, while getting up and posing in front of me. “Uh… I don’t know. Those clothes kinda make it hard for me to render an educated opinion”. He laughs, “is this your way of getting me naked? Because it might just work”. *yup, totally was. Proud of my smoothness*. He proceeds to take his shorts and t-shirt off. Fuck, he looks HOT. “Argh… wrestling?”, I guess. “What? No. Try again. Look at the legs. Shoulder width”, he corrects me. “Fuck, um… stripper?”, I blurt out and he busts out laughing. “You’re killing me. OK, it’s a team sport. With a ball. On a stadium.”, he tries to help out. “Gosh… football?”, it finally clicks. “YES! Good job. Now you can get your reward”, he says.
I had previously talked about how my thighs and glutes hurt because of a recent long bike ride. He went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of oil and a towel. “Ma’am, I’m gonna need you to remove your clothes, lay face down on the bed, and cover yourself with this”, he said trying to keep a straight face. The goofiness of it all has me laughing to myself while I do what I had been instructed to. He comes back into the room, removes the towel to reveal my lower legs, and starts spreading the oil slowly. Without boring y’all with details, that was one hell of a massage! Towards the end, he removed the towel completely and pressed his body onto mine. I could feel that he was also naked and his hard dick was thrusting gently between my thighs. “How was what?”, he asks gently in my ear. “Fucking amazing, ; you should do that for a living”, I replied. “Ha-ha, I might consider it. Although I’m not sure what the market for *this* would be”, he said while his hand reached in between our bodies to spread and rub my pussy. “You look absolutely delicious, girl”.
I’m horny outta my mind and I just want him to fuck me already. At this point, I had been face down and unable to see him since the massage started. I flip around to look at him and fuck me, he’s **hot**. From the pretty, masculine face to the toned body and nicely shaped cock he’s holding with one hand. He leaned forward to kiss me for a loong while before going down on me. His mouth knew exactly where to be and his fingers rubbed all the right spots. He got me off pretty quickly, which was a surprise for me. I wanted to return the favor, so I had him lay on his back while my mouth wandered on his body, down to his jewels and ass. His moans were getting more and more intense as my tongue teased his asshole and my hand stroke his shaft. “I don’t wanna cum yet”, he whines. I got up on top of him, rubbing my pussy on him. He grabbed me in a tight embrace and rolled us both to the side. “The cycling really does help the booty, ya know”, he says while slapping my ass. I could feel his hard cock between my pussy lips, teasing. “Just fuck me already!”, I jokingly complain. “Yeah? You want this dick deep inside of you?”. *hell yeah!*
He entered me slowly at first, then picked up the pace. We switched a few positions, even got out of bed and got busy on the couch. Looking at the clock while going into the shower, we had been fucking for 2 damn hours, excluding the ~45 minutes massage. We relaxed for a while in bed doing small talk, then I went back to my room.
**The Revelation**
Last week, I was browsing Twitter and notice that a follower of mine had retweeted a tweet from this verified account. I looked at the profile picture and I thought, “wow, this looks like the doppelgänger of the guy I fucked in the hotel”. Well, it didn’t take long to put 2 and 2 together once I went on his profile. The same team name was there, I even Googled him – yup, that was him. Not only is he a well-known NFL star but he is also pretty much the face of his team. Looking back, I probably looked either dumb or like a liar lol. I am guessing he might’ve believed that I hadn’t recognized him as this huge ass celebrity, especially since I didn’t act impressed or flattered in any way. To me, it was just a random hookup in a hotel with a flaming hot dude.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/he0ugk/fm_i_recently_found_out_that_the_guy_i_had_hooked
Christian McCaffrey
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