There was always something about soccer players that I liked. I don’t know if it was there thick muscular legs or the way their hair was always pulled back in a ponytail. Even when I was kid I would watch girls’ soccer and think how these goddesses, these amazon queens, they were woman among girls. They carry so much confidence with all of their movements they just draw you in. Even off the field you could tell these girls were strong.
One day when I was a freshman in college I went to a frat party with a couple of people that lived in my dorm. So far in college I had done a ton of drinking but had yet to have any luck with any women. I heard that there was going to be a sorority mixing with the frat party so I was hoping that tonight would be the night that I could change that. I dressed up nice and had put on some of my roommates’ cologne.
We arrived and blundered our way to the keg. It was a battle of a bunch of guys trying to fill pitchers and talking about how they were going to kick ass at beer pong and flip cup. The whole place smelled like a mix of beer and vomit. To be honest it was not what I had expected. Me and my friends stayed back a little bit and finished our first beer. I think it really wasn’t what any of us expected. We filled our cups again and went up to a beer pong table that didn’t have a line next to it and started setting up cups hoping that if we started drinking and just relaxing that we would start having more fun.
A couple of the frat brothers saw us there setting up cups and came over right away to show their prowess and knock a couple of freshman off the table with ease. They even got a little upset when both my friend and I made our first cups right off the bat. Little did they know that I came from a small town where there was not a lot to do and had spent many hours of my high school years playing beer pong in garages. We eventually beat them by one cup and they immediately said that they needed to warm up and that they wanted to play again. We of course obliged without hesitation.
After the second game a few of the other brothers were watching and starting to gain a little respect for us because of the way we seemed to make almost every shot and by the end of the third game we had half of the fraternity there waiting in line to see who could knock the “Hotshot Freshman” of the table. After we had knocked off four teams in a row we were becoming known to the whole party and it seemed as if everyone in the room was watching us now. We were loosening up a lot and starting to have fun. One of the brothers even came up and asked if we had considered what frat we wanted to be in because they would love to have us. It almost felt like we were about to get a scholarship for our beer pong ability like it was a prestigious college that you could only get into if you were rich or had some amazing talent like football.
After a while of bullshitting and playing more beer pong we heard a huge cheer from the crowd and turned to see what was going on. The sorority had finally arrived. One after another girls started pouring in the house and flooding through the room. As it turns out they were the soccer sorority and all the girls were soccer players for the college. Those old feelings I felt when I was kid started flooding back. Luckily I hadn’t had lot to drink because we had been winning for the last hour and a half or I might not of handled it as well as I was. One of the guys that was talking to us told us to wait there and that he wanted to introduce us to someone. My friend and I, feeling pretty good about ourselves but still very aware that we were brand new freshmen, waited like we were told and wondered who he was about to bring over.
After a few minutes he came back with a couple of girls that were both stunningly beautiful. One was shorter with blonde hair. She was wearing short shorts and a bright yellow tube top without a bra. One of the first things I noticed about her was her nipples. Again I was happy that I had been winning and not had too much to drink. I know that if I had had more I would have stared directly at them.
The other was a woman. She was not a girl like her friend. She was one of the Amazonian goddesses I used to pine over when I was a kid sitting in my room watching soccer on my laptop. She was almost as tall as me. I was 6’ tall at the time so she must have been 5’10”. She had jet black hair that came down to her lower back and was wearing a summer dress that was open in the back so that I could see the dimples that the hair just barely brushed over. Her huge eyes were dark brown, almost black, and her complexion was milky white with just the slightest hint of freckles on her nose and cheek bones. Her dress came up to her upper thigh. It accented her round bottom, even threw the dress. And her thick muscular legs, legs that could only come from years of running hard up and down a soccer field, stuck out. Every inch of this girl was pure seduction and when she looked in to my eyes with those deep dark eyes I knew that this was the girl that I wanted to be with tonight.
The frat brother introduced us as the Hotshot Freshman to these girls and began to tell them about how we had won every game tonight and no one could knock us off the table. As it turns out these girls were champions in the sorority-fraternity annual beer pong championship and were known for cleaning out parties of wannabes and guys that thought they were the best. I was starting to see where this was going and the brother, who must have been the president, waved at the other guy on his team and they promptly picked up all the beer off the table and drank it all down. The girls mean while walked away and came back with a couple of pitchers of cold fresh beer. The dark haired girl looked at me and smiled and I felt myself flush. She giggled a little bit and then put one of her fingers in both pitchers. After a second of inspecting her fingers she looked over at me with a seductive smile and slowly sucked the beer off her finger. She then handed me a pitcher and with a red face and feeling extremely exhilarated I began to poor our beers.
I wasn’t really sure what to do at this point. The first shot my partner made his cup and I of course missed. The girls had a look in their eyes like it was time to take down the newbies, and both made their shots without any hesitation. The way the crowd cheered you would have thought it was a gladiator game and then I realized what I needed to do. I was thinking about losing on purpose but I realized that that’s what everyone was expecting. So I pulled myself together and bounced right into their first cup while they were celebrating. That of course was 2 cups and the girl with the dark hair immediately stopped celebrating and looked at me with indignation.
The game went on and I couldn’t miss after that and my partner was pulling shots off that I couldn’t believe. The game ended up coming down to one cup and in a moment with the entire party watching and everyone in the whole room holding their breath at the same time, I looked the girl right in the eye and made the last cup. The whole room erupted in cheer and right then and there we had made a name for ourselves. The blond came over and grabbed our last cup and drank it with a malevolent look in her eye. But the girl with the dark hair looked at me with a mix of respect and mischief. They called for a rematch and went to get more beer. At this point all of the brothers were over on our side of the table. They were congratulating us and telling us that we were welcome to any one of their parties.
The girls quickly came back and started pouring beer. To my surprise the girl with black hair was over pouring ours for us. I mentioned that I could do that but she just told me that it was alright and that we deserved it. But she made a point that when the tie breaker came I would be pouring her beers on her side, insinuating that we were going to lose. I agreed with a big smile and she just smiled and went back to her side. This game was much quicker. The girls had definitely warmed up and we were on fire. But in the end I again made the last cup while staring her right in the eyes, but this time I had a big grin on my face. It was at this point that everyone wanted to challenge us but I had to go to the bathroom something fierce. I had been drinking for 2 and half hours now and had yet to take a break. So being the celebrities of the party my friend went and took his new found fame out and tried to use it to get laid. I headed straight for the bathroom.
As I was peeing for the better part of 2 minutes I couldn’t stop thinking about the girl with the black hair. I was renewing a plan to go find her and see if she wanted to play another game, maybe one on one. When someone knocked on the door. I yelled out that someone was in here and waited for second. Then another knock on the door. I figured the music was too loud to hear me and finished quickly and put myself away. I washed my hands real quick and opened the door. It was the girl. I totally lost everything I was planning on saying and just mumbled an apology. I tried to scoot out of her way but for some reason she grabbed my hand and closed the door behind both of us. “Will you stay in here with me?” she asked. “I don’t trust the lock on the door.” I was completely lost for words and turning red right in front of her, but I quickly managed to push out some kind of affirmation. She locked the door and began to undo her pants.
I had no idea how I had gotten so lucky to be trapped in the bathroom with this girl that took my breath away. She lifted up her dress quickly revealing a tiny pair of pink panties with hearts on them and started pulling down the elastic around her waist. I turned away in an attempt no to stair and she laughed a little bit and sat down on the toilet. Almost instantly she started peeing like she had been holding it for days and I heard her give off the softest sigh and say “I have had to go since the first game we played.”
As I stood there listening to her pee and smelling scent of her shampoo I couldn’t help but think about her on the soccer field running and pushing and slightest sweat rolling down her neck. I didn’t really know what to say but she just kept chatting as if it was totally normal that I was in there. Like we had known each other for years and the fact that I had seen her pulling her panties down to relieve herself was something that happened every day. There was something oddly comforting about this. I slowly started to come back to my senses and said “You guys gave a good run.” She laughed and mentioned something about not being good enough. It was hard to keep my head on straight as the scent of her, and not just her hair, started to reach my nostrils.
Finally the stream stopped and I heard her whisper an obscenity. “Fucking fraternity guys! They never have any toilet paper. Could you please see if you can find some?” I started to look around and found a roll hidden in the back of the cabinet under the sink. I grabbed it and turned to hand it to her and I noticed that she had her dress hiked up so it wouldn’t hit the toilet. I could see her thighs pushed together and just the smallest little landing strip peaking up above them. I idly thought of the old magazines from the 50’s, where it was ok to show naked women but obscene to actually show the pussy lips. Almost like a big tease that would really get the imaginations going. I kind of froze and as I was staring in stupor she slowly pulled on my hand instead of the toilette paper. I looked up and she pulled me in for a slow and passionate kiss that made my cock so hard that the pressure on my jeans almost made me cum in my pants. “Thank you.” She said and then took the toilette paper out of my hands. While looking me right in the eyes she pulled off a small handful and handed it to me. Then she took her right hand and put it behind my head and gently pulled on my neck so that I was down on my knees right in front of her. Then she grabbed my wrist with the toilette paper. She slowly opened her legs and pressed the toilette paper and my hand up against her pussy lips making me clean her off.
I couldn’t believe it and in that moment I saw a look in her eyes that must have been a paradox. She was the predator and I was the prey. But she was the predator that wanted the prey to take her over. She wanted me to man up and take this, the most blatant of signs, as invitation to take charge and redeem the respect she had given me just a few minutes earlier down stairs at the table. I didn’t hesitate. I dropped the toilet paper and pressed my hand up against her pussy. She rolled her eyes back, realizing I hadn’t missed the queue, and moaned with exhilaration. As she came back into focus, I leaned in and kissed her strongly and deeply like she was the only object of desire in the world and I would not miss my opportunity to have her. She knew it and I knew it and we both wanted it.
As she kissed me back I felt her pussy swell under the pressure of my hand and her hips push against it with so much pressure that I almost slipped inside of her. I slowly started to move my fingers back in forth until I felt her juices start to flow. Then right as her hips started to rock with desire I slid my fingers inside of her and she moaned so loud that I know if someone was on the other side of the door they would have heard her. Her pussy was the kind of tight that only a girl with the muscular legs of a soccer player could have and her natural lubrication ran down my fingers and down the back of my hand. I could smell her scent and taste her on the air.
She came back in and kissed me with a ferocity and then pushed me up so I was standing over her. She started pulling at the button on my jeans. My cock was so hard it almost made it impossible for her to get it undone but she did. And as she started to slowly pull down my zipper she looked up at me with those intense and wanting eyes. She got my zipper all the way down and reached in and wrapped her hands around my dick. She gave it a squeeze and realized it was bigger than she expected. Her eyes widened even more than they already were as she pulled it out. With a breath of amazement and exasperation she slowly lifted it up and licked it with the most gentle and soft tongue. She licked it from the bottom of my shaft all the way to the tip and slowly wrapped her lips around it and pushed her head down so that I could feel myself push down her throat. She took the whole thing and without any face she began to slowly fuck my cock with her throat. She pushed down and up on it so that I could feel her throat stretching to accommodate me.
I started to pull away because I didn’t want to cum in her mouth but she had anticipated this and wrapped her hands grabbing me right above my ass cheeks and pulled me in. I couldn’t do anything to stop it anymore and came with a moan right down the back of her throat. She moaned as she felt me twitch and felt the hot cum go down her throat. As I felt her swallow down my load and my cock start to relax a little she start to slowly milk every last bit of cum out of me. She slowly and strongly pulled from the base to the tip while I still laid on her soft, massaging tongue.
She continued to massage my cock and with her other hand she softly caressed my balls until I started to get rock hard again. And as soon as she felt my cock touching the back of her throat again she pushed it all the way down the back of her throat just to emphasize that feeling you get when pushing deep inside. She pulled off and stood up.
Kicking off her panties and lifting her dress off her I could see now just how amazing her body was. As the dress came up over her head her long black hair fell out of it and dropped just above her round muscular ass and just caressed back and forth the dimples. Her stomach had just the slightest hint of a six pack without being muscular but extremely firm and fit. And her breast stood perfectly erect without and help from a bra. Her small brown nipples were poking out as the blood was flowing hard in her body. Her pussy was perfectly groomed and swollen just waiting for my cock. It was framed by two thick smooth thighs with toned muscle than ran all the way down through her calves to gorgeous feet without imperfection. She caught me looking down at her little raspberry painted toenails and with a playful little laugh she waved a foot at me and asked “Do you like them? I just did them today.” She back up against the counter and leaned back on it pushing her pussy forward and I didn’t miss the cue. I dropped to my knees again moving one hand up her body softly groping her breast and the other reaching around wrapping around her tight ass, I opened my mouth and took a mouthful of her warm juicy pussy. I stuck my tongue inside of her and with my top lip rubbed it between her lips massaging her clit. Her juices flowed into my mouth and down my chin and she tasted sweet and salty at the same time. They were warm and intoxicating and it reminded me drinking of an elixir that could heal the soul. I licked and sucked and was completely contents smelling her and tasting her and would have stayed down there for hours. But between her moans and cries of pleasure she let out “Put your cock in now!” I took one last taste and moved up her body with my tongue while taking my pants completely off in one fluid motion and as I came up I pushed my cock inside of her with force. She almost screamed in pleasure and release. It was so tight that it almost hurt and almost made me cum at the same time. It took everything in me not to cum again already because I wanted to make sure that I made an impression. As I was pushing inside of her I could feel her muscles flexing with pleasure. Her pussy took my whole cock all the way down to the bottom of the shaft and every time I pulled out I could feel her tight walls milking my cock. Her head was rolled back moaning in pleasure and her supple tits pointed out to me with perfectly erect nipples.
I brought one hand up from her ass and grabbed one of her breasts firmly and wrapped my lips around her firm nipples. She moaned with pleasure as I licked and sucked and tickled her nipple with my tongue. By her moaning I could tell that she loved this and then she grabbed my other hand and pulled it to her other breast. I squeezed hard and moved my mouth to the other one lightly nibbling the tip. This made her squeal with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in even deeper than I already was and I could feel the back of her pussy throbbing as my cock rammed up against it. She could feel it too and every time it hit she moaned softly with a deep exhale. Her eyes were rolled back in her head with pleasure. In between breaths she was letting out a little “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” This spurned me on harder and motivated me to make her remember my cock for at least a month. I picked her off the counter and took a step back. She wrapped her arms around my neck and as I took all of her weight she laughed in surprise that I wasn’t having any trouble holding her and fucking her at the same time. She let herself go and I started slamming myself inside of her while squeezing her ass with both of my palms.
At this point she was moaning with pleasure, interrupted by every bump of me pushing my cock deep in her pussy. I could feel her pussy tighten even more than it already was and her juices start to drip down my balls. She was about to cum and her muscular legs were holding on to my waist so hard that I could have let her go and she wouldn’t have fallen. I took one hand off her ass and pulled the back of her neck in. I pressed my mouth hard against hers and she stuffed her tongue in my mouth with ferocity. She wanted the connection. She wanted to taste me and for me taste her as she came. She was moaning while she kissed me and I could feel her start to cum. All of her muscles tightened at the same time. As her legs tightened so did her pussy. She squeezed my cock hard with her walls. Her eyes rolled back with her head and she screamed in pleasure. Juices flooded down my cock with a warm sweet scent that worked its way up between us. This is all it took and I let go with her. I moaned and it only seemed to make her louder. She knew that I was cumming with her and that it was her tight pussy pulling it out of me. She convulsed with her whole body wrapped around me, cumming again and again as I held her, the muscles pulling every last drop out of me.
We collapsed on the floor in a heap breathing harder than ever and both feeling like we could lay there and never get up. Her warm sweaty body laid there on top of mine and her breast pushed up against my body as she breathed deeply trying to recover. We both had little tremors of sensitivity as her pussy twitched around my cock, each one like an aftershock of the biggest earthquake of an orgasm that either of us had ever had.
Our breathing slowly began to calm down and I could feel her heart beat against my chest. She softly kissed my neck and whispered in my ear “Nice to meet you.” And then she giggled softly. She started to get up and I felt my cock slide out of her with anything but ease. If I wasn’t so exhausted I would have gotten hard again feeling her pussy walls squeezing my cock as she slid off. She moved down a cleaned my cock off with her mouth while she looked me in the eyes. For a second I thought she was going to try and get me up again but she pulled off after a couple strokes and said “There you go, all clean!” She stood up and reached down for my arms. She pulled me up with a huge smile and kissed me deeply and passionately.
As we started getting dressed we kept eye contact with each other and by the look in her eyes I could tell that she was satisfied. This gave me immense hope that I would get to see her again. We got all of our clothes on and stood there for a second. She kissed me again and handed me a little piece of paper that I hadn’t noticed before. I thought for a second where the hell could she have been hiding it, but I shook it off quickly not wanting to ruin the moment. It had her number on it and she whispered “I wanted to give this to you before we left the party. This worked out better though. Call me soon!” I reached for the door and kissed her one last time. Then I opened the door back to the party.