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popslash_lollipops2004-05-20 03:22 am
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Playoffs man....
So it's playoffs and I'm in a sporty kind of mood. So I need some sort of ficlet based around a basketball game. Maybe Justin and female sitting at home watching the game or actually at the game, rooting for opposite teams...Justin=Lakers, female=NJ Nets or Kings....they get really into it, maybe a little physical romp on the living room floor during one teams' pull ahead. Verbal words being exchanged in playful banter.....I don't know...just something with basketball please and thank you.
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Justin didn’t quite know what had happened. Well, ok. He did. They had been playing strip football because this girl was always fun to play strip anything with. She always lost. She was hot with clothes on, but he found himself getting turned on as each piece of her was revealed. That always led to hot sex afterwards. This time was no exception. The game was on. His beloved Lakers were playing like they were stuck in molasses and the Jets were taking ball after ball and lighting up the scoreboard with numbers. As a result it was 3rd quarter and he was down to his boxer briefs. If he thought it was hot when she was stripping off clothes with each successive goal that was nothing compared to watching her watch him strip.
Somehow he had missed what that hungry look in her eyes was all about. The way her gaze followed his hands as he slid his last piece of clothing off. That naughty sexy look directed solely at him as she walked towards him. The weight of her body as she straddled him and leaned in to kiss him hard. Her tongue slipping into his mouth and stroking over his. She slid forward in his lap until his hard cock was caught between them. Her hips moving slightly against him. The cotton of her shorts scraping the sensitive flesh on the underside of the shaft. A dull roar sounded in Justin’s head as the sensation traveled through him. Somewhere in the background the crowd cheered loudly. The vague thought of ‘yeah this deserves a standing ovation’ wrapping through his thoughts and he laughed. A short bark that turned into a moan into her mouth.
She was having fun. For once she had the upper hand. She was almost full clothed and he was naked and hard under her. Justin’s hands were on her hips and he shifted so that she was more forward onto him before sliding up her sides to pull her shirt off over her head. It was even more delicious when she leaned forward and her bare breasts were on his chest. Tight nipples sliding over his hot skin bringing a small sound of pleasure from her that made him buck up in little pulses as he pulled her tightly to him.
He didn’t want to come so soon and maybe she knew that. Maybe that’s why she slid off his lap and between his legs. Licking the tip of his cock before leaning forward and sliding him between her breasts. Moving up and down with him tightly surrounded by her flesh. Justin’s hands moved to cup them, thumbs sliding over the nipples in time with her movements. His orgasm catching him off guard as she leaned down and caught the tip in her mouth and sucked hard. His cry strangled as his head snapped backwards against the cushions.
She swallowed and smiled in satisfaction. Turning her head she saw that she was one minute away from winning the final bet. Her body was trembling in anticipation.
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*hugs*
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