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Big Man on Campus | King40 | 23

 

I need to go for practice. I join the team in a training ground where other players were already practicing and jump into the test games where I soon perform very well catching every possible ball and effortlessly avoiding all the tackles. My abilities drive some of my white partners especially Mike, one of our flankers, miserable. Disconcerted by my numerous prowesses in the game, he consecutively missed two easy balls and was beginning to lose all his composure.

Several bimbos were watching our session and I notice a tall busty blonde who seems to be Mike girlfriend as she laughs at him loudly when he misses the last tackle against me. I give her my wildest smile and mock him giving my hand to help him get off the ground. “don’t mess up with the big guy, small boy” I told him, emphasizing the word small.

She giggles at my comment and I feel that I’ve made a point there. As soon as I score a new touchdown, I taunt him again looking deeply in her eyes “Don’t your girlfriend mind to be with a little boy who never scores, won’t she prefer a big black multi scorer?” This time, she blushes slightly and bits her lower lips without even realising. Mike furiously runs towards me trying to push me with both arms but I quickly move aside and knock him out with a single punch. Her girlfriend immediately hurries to help him but I stop her putting my body in opposition, my chest pressing on her breasts. I told her “Let the little jerk dream about you while we walk around a little bit” She stays speechless obviously taken aback by my boldness then nods in agreement. I hold her hand and leave the field asking her what her name was. “Sheila” she replies with a lusty smile “and you’re John Doe the new football big star, I guess.

“You guess right and speaking of size, I don’t see any parts of your statuesque body which fit with anything small as tiny Mike” This time she bursts out laughing and holding my arm asks me what I have in store for her.

“If you think size matters, I can show you something really big. If you come to my place, just few blocks away, I even may let you play with it” “That sounds very tempting” she promptly replies walking faster.

We soon enter my place and I offer a drink as she sits down on my couch. Bringing two lemon vodkas, I stay standing, drinking my own glass and ogling her deep cleavage. Facing this knockout beauty built as a pornstar but with pretty innocent features, I feel an unavoidable and familiar stirring in my pants. Soon a gigantic bulge tents my pants inches away from her beautiful eyes.

She puts her glass on the coffee table and instinctively rubs my crotch “Is this real?” “There’s only one way to find out, Sheila”. I pull down my pants and my black monster springs free like a living snake under her transfixed eyes.

 

Can she handle it ?


          Yes she can

 
 
 

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