Welcome to my third post for Rebel’s Notes‘ Wicked Wednesday, Stadium Quickie – C’mon the Whites. You don’t have to use the prompt but I wanted the inspiration, and I thought it would be a fun challenge. The prompt for this week was:
White… what do you think about when you think of the colour white? Actually it’s not really a colour but that’s besides the point now. We want to know what you think about, what comes to mind… something sexy… something funny… something sad. Share your stories about ‘white’.
Stadium Quickie – C’mon the Whites
Terri jumped to her feet yelling, around her a sea of people in white shirts did the same, the ball hit the bar and they groaned. Across the pitch the red fans were now on their feet, their jeering cheers carried across to them.
She slumped back into her seat, “This is awful. And I really need to pee.”
Jess looked around at her, “If you go now, it’ll be empty, not like you’ll miss owt.”
Terri worked along the row, heading out. It always surprised her how many people were milling around down here. She was just leaving the toilets when someone grabbed her arm, she looked up and grinned, pulling him with her back into the toilets. She headed for the last cubicle and pulled him inside, locking the door.
He wrapped his arms around her kissing her hard, she kissed him back, her hands at his waist as she quickly unbuttoned his fly and slid her hand inside rubbing him, and feeling him harden. She pulled him out and pushed him back slightly, dropping to a crouch and taking him into her mouth. She flattened her tongue against the underside of his shaft and sucked at the head, his hands tangling in her hair. But he wanted something else and he pulled her back to her feet, kissing her again as his hands moved under her top, squeezing her tits and pinching the nipples. She had her skirt pushed up and one hand working her clit while the other stroked his cock. She felt her orgasm building, and tapped his shoulder, he straightened lifting her slightly as she guided him in, then moving together he pounded her furiously, the stall door rattling with every thrust. They came fast, hiding their yells in a deep kiss.
He left first and she straightened her clothes and quickly checked her reflection.
Jess looked up, “You were gone ages, Man U scored.”
Terri grinned, “So did I. I bumped into Mike.”
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