Growing up in an active family with two brothers, one two years older and my twin Erick, it was natural that I would be active in sports. As I matured, it became obvious that I would not be a classic model type but more like the cute athletic girl next door. I had dark red hair, a few freckles, full lips, blue-green eyes; a nice firm body topped with a pair of just the right sized breasts. The only problem (if you can call it that) was that my nipples were extremely sensitive and easily aroused. They would frequently become as large as the tip of my ring finger. Needless to say, I couldn't wear tight tees unless I wanted to be noticed by any male in the area. Occasionally, I have to admit that when I was is a prick tease mode, I did wear a tight shirt or blouse.
My brothers frequently enjoyed telling me that their friends thought that I was a hot piece. On more than one occasion, I lived up to that reputation. I enjoyed sex and was familiar with how a stiff dick felt in my pussy or tasted in my mouth. I swallowed more than one load of hot creamy cum. I especially liked guys whose spunk was the consistency of vanilla pudding---yum—yum!!
I played volleyball and softball and of course came in contact with some other hot athletic chicks. Being in the locker room and showers with these other girls frequently involved some playful kidding and touching. Sometimes this became more intense when two of the girls would find themselves away from the others. I found myself having fantasies about several of my team mates.
What started with hot kissing and tongue action soon evolved into tit sucking and cunt lapping. Sorry guys but girls almost always give better head than you. The taste of pussy is definitely different than the taste of dick but ones menu should contain more than one item. As I said I especially enjoy the hot sauce on my cock dinner but then again a plate of sweet cunt is certainly not dry.
After high school, I went away to college to study sports journalism. I had known from an early age that while I enjoyed sports, I also loved writing so this seemed like a perfect fit. After graduation, I obtained a position with the sports department of one of the regional TV sports networks. My first assignment was as a sideline reporter at football games. I am sure that the thinking was that a hot piece could more easily get interviews than some guy. This was perfectly ok with me since I liked being around hot jocks.
After one game, having finished my assignment and put away my equipment, I really needed to pee badly. Knowing that is would be difficult to wait until I could find the nearest rest room; I decided to sneak into the locker room that I was standing right next to. I was sure that all the players and coaches had long gone so the place would be completely empty. I rushed in and found the nearest stall just in the nick of time. I didn't bother to completely close the stall door since I felt sure I was alone.
I was shocked when someone walked in from the shower area. It looked like he was one of the players. He stopped at a sink diagonally across from my stall. I was sure he couldn't see me, so I decided to wait to see what was going to happen. I knew I didn't want to be caught in the locker room. He finished drying himself off and threw the towel in the nearest hamper. Now, he stood completely naked with his back to me. Since he was standing in front of the sink, I could also see his entire front in the mirror over the sink.
My reporter instincts took over as I decided to evaluate what I could determine about this person. He was obviously very fit, black, about 185lbs, 5ft 10in, probably a defensive back. As I watched it was apparent that he thought that he was completely alone. He stood at the sink looking at his image in the mirror. He slowly began to very gently rub what I soon realized was a very large, very thick and very black cock. Although his dick was dark chocolate, its mushroom shaped head was a delicious milk chocolate in color. Did I mention that I am a chocoholic? I had never been with a black man although I had seen some pictures of black dicks. I had even sneaked looks at the black dicks of some of my brother's friends when they had showered at our house after a pickup basketball game in our yard.
Without a doubt this was the largest cock, black or white that I had ever seen. As I continued watching, it continued to grow until it was fully hard and standing proudly. Slowly the rubbing and stroking increased causing pre-cum to coat the head and intensify the contrast between the head and the shaft. Since my panties were already down as I sat on the toilet, it wasn't difficult for my fingers and hand to find my now very wet and aroused pussy. I found myself licking my lips as I watched him get closer and closer to what I hoped would be an enormous climax.
I knew it wouldn't be long now as I noticed that his balls had tightened up as those things did prior to pumping out their delicious nectar. He was now furiously fucking both his fists that he had wrapped around his prick. There was still another good handful of beautiful black cock sticking out. The milk chocolate head swelled up as he came with several blasts of what looked like my very favorite vanilla pudding. Talk about a chocolate sundae with whipped cum topping. This was too much for me as I came for the third time as I watched the show.
I waited until he had cleaned up and left before I dared to sneak out of the locker room. I was determined to find out more. Checking the college media guide, I found out that indeed he was a senior defensive back named Randy Jackson. Quite an appropriate name, since watching Mr. Jackson had indeed made me very randy. I considered it my duty as a reporter to follow up this story.
As luck would have it, Randy's team would be playing again on the next Saturday. Again I was to be a sideline reporter. As it turned our Randy was one of the game's stars with a late interception. It was my job to interview him after the game. Up close he was really cute and even hotter than I remembered from last Saturday. I asked the usual questions and he gave the standard replies. When the interview was over and the camera and mikes were off, I smiled and asked, "Randy, do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions off the record?"
"No problem, any one as cute and sexy as you can ask me almost anything?"
