I’d met him in my work and we’d exchanged numbers. He wasn’t the most mentally stimulating man I’d come across, but every girl wants to tick off a sports star on her cum bucket list so I chased him all the same. On messages I was boasting about how good I was at giving head. He was teasing saying he’d had some pretty great blowjobs in the past. A random Saturday came round and I was out with my friends in the city where he was famous. He messaged to ask what I was wearing and then said he’d like to see me all dressed up. I told him if he came to a certain bar at a certain time, message me when he was parked up, I’d go out, suck his cock, and send him on his way.
He text when he was outside so I made an excuse to my friends, some knew what was going on, and let myself into his car. We chatted for a really short while, he wasn’t the most intelligent of men, but I was keen to see what sort of package a professional athlete was packing. He was wearing tracksuit bottoms and just pulled them down to reveal a pretty average sized cock, but he had nice neat pubes and that’s a look I’m into. He was semi hard at this point so I took hold of his cock and kissed him. I could feel him harden as my tongue brushed his. His hands were on my tits at this point.