#3: IN THE LOCKER ROOM
Zed didn't hear from Addison until the next day; game day. He had texted her the night before, telling her that they probably shouldn't hook up until after the game, since they both needed all of their energy. She was fine with the answer and agreed that football and cheer would come first for both of them, respectively, and it would be a new rule on the document.
The game wasn't until four, so Zed got his homework done throughout the morning, met with his team for lunch, and then headed to the field for warmups. The game went on as usual; Zed played for a good majority, scored a couple of touchdowns, and got benched for a whole quarter because he nearly got carded. When he was heading to the locker room for halftime, he caught sight of Addison, in her tight cheer uniform, being lifted into the air. His eyes traveled up her long, pale legs, until he was looking up her skirt at her pink shorts. He quickly looked away, his face flushing. It was a good thing he had just come off the field and he could pretend his red cheeks were just from exhausting and not from upskirting.
He was on the bench for most of the third quarter and couldn't stop stealing glances at Addison. The first time she noticed him, she laughed and waved a pom pom at him. The second time, she stretched her arms down and crossed them at the wrist, which seemed innocent enough except he knew she was purposely pushing her boobs together. She did it a couple of times throughout the third quarter. The boner he got made playing for the few minutes he did incredibly difficult.
The game ended (they won, of course) and Zed rushed to the locker room. A lot of the guys were heading out for drinks and occupied all of the showers, while others went home. They didn't even bother showering, which made the line a little more bearable. Even though Zed wasn't going out and he was only heading back to his dorm, he stripped off his gear and waited for the showers in his football pants and jersey, since he was driving Addison back too.
Speaking of Addison…Zed slipped out of the locker rooms, figuring he could bug her while he waited for a shower. She was at the end of the hall of the locker room doors, leaning back against the wall. Zed jogged over, stopping in front of her and smiling. "Did you do it?" he asked, his voice bouncing with excitement.
She gave him a mischievous grin, pushing off the wall. "I dunno." She glanced and made sure the hall was empty, then turned and hiked up her skirt. "You tell me."
Her shorts and underwear were gone and he was looking at her bare ass. As fascinating as her ass was, he wasn't focusing on it. He was more concerned with the flat, round piece of silicone poking between her buttcheeks, with a little ring that was just big enough for his finger. She glanced at him, let her skirt fall down and turned back around.
"Did you have it in the whole time?" Zed asked.
"I tried." She shrugged, giving him a sheepish smile. "I lasted six minutes."
Zed raised an eyebrow. "You went and put it back in?"
Addison nodded, clasping her hands behind her back. "Yeah, but I didn't have a lot of lube left. Wanna swing by the store on the way back and buy some more?"
"Yeah sure," he agreed. The locker room doors opened and Zed glanced down the hall to see a large group of his teammates leaving. Some of them shouted their goodbyes to him and he gave them a wave back, waiting until the hall was clear to turn back to Addison.
She rolled her eyes and said, "I have no idea how you're friends with those dickheads."
"They're my teammates," he said as an explanation. He shrugged, letting his hands rest on her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he instinctively lifted her up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. "What's the plan for tonight? What'd you do with your parents?"
"They left during halftime, my mom had an emergency meeting tomorrow morning." Addison shrugged, using her finger to play with his hair.
"Hmm. So what's the move? Besides messing around with your asshole."
Addison shrugged. "Anything you wanna knock off the fucket list?"
He chewed his lip thoughtfully. His mind immediately went to anal, because of their activities the previous afternoon.
Zed sat on her bed, watching as she pulled a large box from under her bed and brought it up, putting it next to him. She opened it, pulling out a smaller box and smiling triumphantly.
"I bought sex toys!"
He gaped at her; she sat down, putting the box in her lap and opening it. "We'll get to the other stuff later, but I wanted to try out the butt plugs."
"Plugs? As in more than one?"
"Well duh," she said. "I don't know if you're aware, but your dick isn't small. If we're gonna get that thing in my ass, it's gonna take a couple of different sized butt plugs, maybe some dildos, to get that happening."
He nodded, swallowing thickly. "That makes sense."
"I got this this morning," she explained. "They're all cleaned. And I was hoping you'd wanna help me out?"
Zed lifted his eyes from the box to her face, seeing her shy smile. It was kind of adorable, especially for someone who was holding a box of butt plugs, asking him to put a butt plug inside of her.
"Did you buy lube too? That seems important."
She grinned and nodded eagerly. She got up, passing Zed the box, and went into her bathroom, coming back with a small bottle of lube. Zed stood up, putting his hands on her waist and turning her to face him. Her eyes widened and she grinned, his hands kneading her ass.
"Zed, my parents will be here in like, an hour, so we can't fuck again," she said.
"I know, just appreciating your lovely ass."
Addison giggled, arching her back and wrapping her arms around his neck. "You know I wasn't sure you'd be so on board with everything, you always seem so tentative to…all of this."
"You thought I was vanilla, even after I so willingly agreed to be your sex experiment buddy?"
"You're always so nervous can't you blame me!"
Zed chuckled, sticking his thumbs in the band of her leggings and pulling them down to her ankles before standing up again. "I'm very tempted to ignore everything about tonight and prove how 'not vanilla' I am—"
"You proved that plenty the other day in the car. And on the yoga ball. And in the dance studio." Zed raised an eyebrow at her and her mouth formed an 'o' with realization. "You're dirty talking," she realized.
"Yes, Addison."
"Sorry, you don't really do that often."
Zed chuckled, shaking his head. "Get on your hands and knees, Addison."
Addison giggled, stepping out of her leggings and panties and saying, "Look at you, all commanding." She grinned, "I think there's something like that on the fucket list."
"Well guess I gotta practice being a bit more dominating."
"Just 'cause it's on the list doesn't mean it has to happen tomorrow, we've got plenty of time."
"The same cannot be said about right now," he said. "Hands and knees. Stick your ass out."
Addison had an excited grin on her face, crawling onto her bed and doing as she was told. She wiggled her ass too, making him roll his eyes. He got on the bed beside her, picking out the second smallest butt plug. Addison looked back at him and frowned. "C'mon Zed, I bet I could handle something a little bigger," she complained.
"You ever had something in your ass?"
"I got my finger in once!"
Zed rolled his eyes, smiling and shaking his head. "Let's just try this out. Get it in, move it around a little, and if you want we can go bigger."
"Aw how kind of you."
Zed picked up the lube, popping it open and squeezing a generous amount on her asshole. Addison squealed in surprise, scooting away from him by a few inches. "It's so cold!"
Zed hummed in response. He used his index finger to rub the lube into her asshole, slowly massaging the lube, pressing his finger into her asshole. "You relaxed?" he asked.
"How could I fucking relax with you pressing into my asshole."
"Well I won't get anywhere if you don't, Addison," he informed her.
Addison looked back at him, her lower lip hitter out in an adorable pout. "Zed, do you think you could eat me out? I'm sure it'd help."
Zed chuckled, leaning forward and sticking out his tongue. He let it graze through her slick folds, moving further down, pressing the flat part of his tongue into her sensitive numb. She shivered and gasped, her head dropping down on the bed.
"Yeah, that helps," she muttered.
Zed flocked his tongue over her clit twice more, then moved back up through her folds, teasing her entrance. He kept massaging her asshole with his finger, feeling the little sphincter tighten and relax. Addison let out soft little moans as he ate her out, slowly coaxing the tip of his finger into her asshole. Once it was in, he pushed a little harder, just a bit more insistently, working down to his second knuckle. He let his finger sit for a moment, lapping at her juicy pussy before he pulled out and sat up, much to her dismay.
"Jesus, Addison, it's really tight in there," he told her.
She turned her head back to him. "I know, I can't wait for you to destroy it," she said. "Like you've done to my pussy."
Zed raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling his dick start to harden. "Fuck me," he muttered. "Are you sure we can't fool around? We could be quick."
"I have to shower," she stated. "I reek of sex and I've got your cum all over my tits. But I promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow, after the football game."
"I don't want you to feel obligated—"
"Zed, I don't feel obligated. Now please go back to eating me out."
He looped his finger in the ring of the butt plug, giving it a little twist and grinning when Addison's mouth fell open in shock and pleasure. He turned his finger as much as he could before he risked snapping it and Addison's eyes fluttered closed, a quiet moan escaping her parted lips.
"Zed," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. He brought his eyes up to hers, gauging the darkness of her dilated pupils, giving her a wicked grin which she returned.
"Let's do it in the locker room," he stated, his voice thick and hoarse, sending a shiver down her spine.
"God yes!"
Zed chuckled, adjusting the plug her ass, then he set her down on the ground and started back to the locker room, Addison following at a much slower pace. Zed went in first, listening for the showers to find none running, then calling out for his teammates. He waited a minute, doing a quick sweep of the locker room before ducking back out the door and yanking Addison inside. She squealed, nearly falling over from the force at which he pulled her. Before she could collect her bearings, he grabbed her other wrist, backing her into the lockers and smashing his lips against hers.
Addison moaned, grabbing him by his hair and hoisting herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist. While Addison undid his pants and pulled them down so they sagged, pulling out his hard cock, he slowly removed the plug from her ass, warning several low moans from her. He pulled his mouth away from hers, giving her a half-serious look. She nodded, her lips swollen and cheeks flushed, understanding what he was saying, and wrapped her arms around his neck and tightened her legs around him. The head of his member teased her slit and she moaned, holding on tight as they moved around the locker room to the opposite side, where Zed's locker was.
Just as he was reaching to put it away, he noticed just how...big it was. "Addison, you were using—"
"The biggest one? Yeah."
"Holy shit," he muttered.
"What's the problem? I'm so ready to get my ass fucked, Zed."
"No problem, just observing." He closed his locker, then put a hand under her ass, using the other to grab hold of his dick, stroking it up and down her wet slit. Addison whimpered in response, and before she could start begging, he lined himself up and pushed inside of her. Her whimpered turned into a low moan, both of them moaning quietly so as to not make too much noise for a passerby to hear. Still, the lockers rattled as they fucked against them, the metal shaking louder than the both of their moans.
Addison managed to pull off her top, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her bare tits. Zed figures she must had taken off her bra too when she took off her shorts and panties. He moved a hand from her thigh to her right boob, pinching her nipple between his fingers. She whimpered, about to say something before she got distracted by a particularly rough drag of his dick that hit her every nerve ending, angling upward perfectly, unlike anything he had done before. Her head fell back against the lockers, a pleasure-filled gasp escaping her lips, and Zed went back to holding her up with both hands. "Oh fuck!" she said in a breath of air. She looked at him with wild eyes and said, "Do that again."
"What? This?" he asked cockily (pun intended), repeating the motion and earning another satisfied whimper from Addison.
"Oh my god," she whined as he repeated the movement several more times. "So good. Fu-u-uck!"
Zed moaned, leaning forward and gave her a hot open-mouthed kiss. Addison moaned, roughly pulling on his hair, clenching her legs around his waist as he continued pounding into her.
"Uh—oh fuck," he moaned into her mouth. She pulled his lower lip between her teeth, biting hard and pushing her hips down to meet his thrusts. "You're so fucking wet, fuck."
He pulled his mouth away from hers, her teeth scraping his skin, and he brought a hand up, pressing three fingers against he parted lips. She instantly closed her mouth over them, swirling her tongue over each individual digit and moaning like a bitch in heat.
"Shit," he grunted, feeling the end nearing. He would hold out, he wouldn't cum without getting Addison off.
"Yeah, fuck me, fuck me," she whined around his fingers.
Zed withdrew his fingers, moving them back to where they had been holding her up, except he used his hand to pull her ass apart, sticking a finger into her still lubed asshole. Her eyes snapped open, her mouth in a permanent 'O' as he pressed a second finger inside.
"Ah-Ah-Yes!" she cried, her fingers tightening in his hair, her back arching off the lockers. "M-more! Gimme m-more!"
Zed looked at her with wild eyes, shallowly fingering her asshole. "I'm—uh, ah!—I'm so close! Zed!"
"Touch yourself," he growled.
Addison happily obliged, her fingers pressing into her clit while also caressing his thrusting cock. It was all so much—too much—and they both came hard, moaning loudly and wildly, their hips jerking erratically as their bodies convulsed on the other. Zed closed his mouth over hers again, their moans muffled together. He bit her bottom lip hard, thrusting shallowly into her spamming cunt with his firing rod until they were both completely spent.
Panting, sweaty, and completely out of breath, they sunk down to the ground, Zed's softening member slipping out of her and he withdrew his fingers as they sunk on the floor. They stopped kissing (if you could even call it that) and sat there, trying to catch their breath. Zed leaned back against the bench and Addison dropped her head on his shoulder.
"That…that was…wow." Addison said between breaths.
"I didn't think…"
"Yeah…"
She lifted her head, giving him a soft smile. "For someone who just played a football game, you have great stamina."
Zed breathed a chuckle. "Only for you."
She smiled brighter, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. She pulled back and sighed. "Okay, I am in desperate need of a shower."
Zed nodded in agreement and they both slowly got to their feet. He grabbed his stuff from his locker, passing her the plug.
"You know Addison, my dorm is completely empty," he informed her. "My roommates went to a post game party. Won't be back for a couple more hours."
"You think you can get that thing to full mast by the time we get back to your place?"
"I'm already getting pretty hard right now," he admitted, making her laugh.
"Lemme go grab my stuff. I'll meet you in the car."