Steven (20 yrs.) is a wrestling champion who stands at 5'10" and weighs 159 lbs. His naked body steps off the weight machine. He grabs a towel from the bench and walks toward the gym showers.
Minutes later. Steven rubs his black hair with the towel while walking toward his locker. He then, rubs over his solid chest and down to his 6-pack abs. He finally wipes down his crotch. The towel flips onto his back and it slides down over his firm buttocks. He sits down on the bench and places the towel over his right thigh.
His hands search the side pockets of his university gym bag. He's surprised when he pulls out a track phone that he never saw before.
He whispers, "Shit, this isn't mine or Sarah's."
That phone power's on and the cover picture is of Candy (26 yrs.). She's naked who faces the front with her voluptuous body (36-24-36). Her big round tits, have dollar-size nipples. Her left hand tries to cover her thick, black pussy.
Steven's eyes grow big while staring at her.
He says, "Holy shit. Great fucking tits... Wonder if they're fake."
His finger punches on the message symbol and one text message is waiting. It says, "Hi Steven, I'm Candy. If you want to meet. Text me back. You won't be disappointed."
Steven turns off the phone and shakes his head. He stands up and leans toward the open locker. His hand lifts up some old gym clothes and he hides the phone underneath.
Two days later. Wrestling practice is over. Steven finishes with putting on his clothes. He bends down and zips up his gym bag. When he stands back up, his hand begins closing the locker door. He stops and thinks about that track phone. His hands search for it under the old clothes. His fingers snatch it up.
Steven looks around so that no one watches him. He powers on that phone and sits on the bench. Candy's photo comes up again.
He says, "Man, she's fucking hot, if those tits are real."
He clicks on the message symbol and there is another text message waiting. It says, "I'm waiting Steven and my tits are real. I'll give you my address. It's just off campus."
He smiles, "Alright baby. Send me your address."
His fingers punch in his message and he presses the "send" button. He looks at her photo again.
He smiles, "Those tits are incredible." He throws the phone into the locker and slams the door closed.
The next day. Steven sits in the driver seat of his truck across the street. He watches the home where Candy supposedly lives. He slides down in his seat when a red sports car pulls into the driveway.
The door opens and a beautiful brunette gets out. She's wearing tight jeans and a regular white t-shirt. Her big tits jiggle freely as she strides into her home on the right side.
