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My Wifes College Friend

My Wifes College Friend

by drdic69
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This is the story of how I discovered my wife knew one of my professional football idols when she was in college. My wife and I are doctors. We are both surgeons. Before medical school my wife attended a very well-known Division 1 college in the south. While she was attending college, she worked as an athletic trainer for the football team. As a trainer, she helped the athletes with health-related issues. This, as it turned out, was great experience before she went to medical school. We met at medical school. It didn't take long before we realized we were meant for each other and we got married. We have been married for about eight years.

One day, we were watching TV. The local news station announced that D'Marcus Merritt had been traded from one of the pro football teams in New York, to our local team. D'Marcus was one of the best wide receivers that have ever played the game. I tried to watch every game he played in, and although he played for another team in our division, I had his jersey and wore it every Sunday. The local sports talking heads blabbered on about how he was getting old and wasn't as talented as he used to be. I was about to scream at the TV when Ann, my wife, screamed first. She looked at the TV and said, "oh baby, he has talents that you don't even know about." I turned and looked at her and chuckled. Then I told her to not be shy and tell them how she really felt.

Ann was visibly upset with their comments. I asked her why they set her off. She just shook her head and said that he was very talented and they didn't know what they were talking about. I let that sleeping dog lie for a while before I was going to probe the question again.

A few hours later, she had cooled off a bit and we were snuggling on the couch together. I asked her why the talking heads on TV set her off. Ann dodged the question for a bit. I probed and she finally said that she knew him when he played in college and that he was a really nice guy and an amazing athlete and those TV guys were just jealous. I was like, WHAT? You knew D'Marcus in college? She said yes, without any emotion. I asked her if she had lost her mind. She knew I was a superfan of his, I had his jersey, I cheered for him every weekend, yet she never mentioned that she knew him. Why? She said it was no big deal, she knew a lot of athletes, because she was a trainer.

At this point I was facing her directly. I asked her how well did she knew him? Ann said she knew him very well. I begged her to tell me everything. She said I didn't want to know. I continued to press. Finally, out of frustration she said she would tell me but I couldn't get mad or say anything to her about it afterwards. I was like, ok, what?

Ann said that as a wide receiver D'Marcus had explosive speed. His anatomy was such that he could run faster than anyone else on the team or anyone that would have to defend him. However, the way he was built, he was constantly getting groin pulls. Ann had taken a number of classes in therapeutic massage, so she was the trainer that would rub down the players after the game. Her job was to release the stress and strain on the muscles, so that the players could bounce back fast. Ann said that her first patient was D'Marcus.

One day, in the third quarter, D'Marcus came up lame and he was brought into the locker room. They laid him on the table and the team doctor examined him. The doctor turned to Ann and said all he needed was a good rub down to release the muscle. The doctor turned and left and she told D'Marcus to undress and put a towel around his waist. D'Marcus did as he was told and hopped back on the table. Ann lubed up her hands and started just above his right knee and worked her way up his thigh. As she got to the towel covered area, she said the head of his cock peaked out from underneath. She played it cool and kept working the muscles. However, D'Marcus had a hard time controlling the snake below the towel and out of the blue, the towel popped straight up and hung off his hard cock. Ann said she turned beet red. D'Marcus apologized and said that he wasn't use to getting a massage so close to his "junk". Ann played it cool and finished the massage. She said that he stayed rock hard the whole time. Needless to say, I asked her how big his cock was. Ann looked at me and said I didn't want to know, then told me to shut up and listen. She was only telling this story once.

She said that the next game ended the exact same way. D'Marcus had a groin pull in the third quarter and Ann was told to rub it out. Once again, he got rock hard, but this time he got hard as soon as she touched him. Ann said she tried to be as cool as she could be, but D'Marcus pulled the towel off of himself and told her that there was no need to be modest, she had already seen him. Ann found herself being distracted. She said that his cock was very dark Black with a pink tip. His foreskin sat about halfway down the tip, like a fleshy turtleneck. Ann looked at me and shrugged her shoulders and told me, "honey, his cock was beautiful." My heart was racing a hundred miles an hour.

She then looked at me with some puppy dog eyes and said, "So." I was like, SO? Ann looked at me and said she reached down, lifted his thick cock up off his belly, then moved her head down and began to put it into her mouth. I nearly shit myself right here. What? You sucked his cock in the locker room during a game? She looked at me and told me to be quiet until she was finished. Ann went on. She told me that his cock was rock hard and very warm. It was very thick and she had a hard time getting much of it in her mouth, but she tried as hard as she could. The game was on the TV in the locker room and she could see it only had six minutes before it finished. She said she tried sucking him off the best she could but her head was in the wrong position to give him a proper blow job.

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She stood back up and told D'Marcus it was her professional opinion that he was too stressed and that she was going to give him a rapid release massage. He at her quizzically. Ann got a handful of lotion, grabbed his cock with both hands, and gave him vigorous hand job. She said that he laid there with his eyes closed and moaned softly, until he arched his back upwards and covered his chest with copious amounts of thick cum. Just as he popped off, the team came bursting into the locker room. Ann said she quickly threw the towel on him, then massaged his cum into his chest as if it was lube. No one was the wiser.

The rest of the season was a repeat of game two. D'Marcus would end his game with a "rapid massage" from Ann. Over time, she found herself licking up his mess off her hands or sometimes having him finish in her mouth. D'Marcus was enjoying his personal trainer and Ann was falling for him. She explained that after the season was over, they started dating and fucking. Long pause...

Fucking? Holy FUCK! Ann just said that she dated and fucked D'Marcus Merritt. At this point, my head was spinning, I was about to pass out. I asked her how long they dated. She said that they dated until he got drafted to the pros. As it turned out, he went into the draft his junior year and left before he graduated. Ann said that after he went pro, they drifted apart and she hadn't talked to him in years. I asked if that was it, and she said that this was all she wanted to talk about. I sat there stunned. Holy shit, my wife was fucking D'Marcus Merritt, pro football player, my idol. She sat there and stared at me and looked as if she was about to run away and hide. I reached over and hugged her and started laughing. She asked what was so funny. I looked her right in the eyes and told her, how many men can say their wife has fucked a pro football player. Ann slapped me and told me that it was not funny.

She asked me if I was mad at her and I told her that it was actually a great story and that what she did in college was her business. Plus, I thought it was really hot. She looked like she had run a hundred miles at this point, and asked if we could go to bed. I agreed and we curled up together and drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I turned the TV on, as I woke up, and D'Marcus was on the TV doing a press conference. I woke Ann up and told her that her boyfriend was on TV. She slapped me again and told me to watch out, he could be her boyfriend again if I didn't stop picking on her.

Over the next few weeks, D'Marcus was a regular on TV. The local press was hounding him about injuries and getting old. Every time Ann saw the coverage, she got pissed. One night, I asked her if she still had his number. She said probably not, the number she had for him was when he first joined the pros. I told her she should give him a call and reconnect. She said no. I continued to push her until just before we went to bed. Finally, she gave in and dialed the number. It rang a couple times, then a deep voice answered, "Ya". Ann paused, then said "Rock". From the other end of the phone can a very surprised "is that you T-A?" She responded with a yes. Over the next hour, the two of them talked like two chatty school girls.

As they finished their call, D'Marcus said he wanted to see her again. She looked at me and asked if it was ok if he came to the house. I looked at her and was like, hell yes! Ann told him that Friday night at 7 pm was good for us. He thought that was perfect and it was a date. She hit end on her phone and then asked me if I was satisfied. I told her that she had actually given me the best present a man could get. My pro football hero was coming to my house for a visit, what more could I ask for. Just before we went to bed, I asked her why she called him Rock. She just looked at me. "You know", was her response. It took me a minute, then realized, he was as hard as a rock when he fucked her. Then I pressed further, why did he call her T-A? She looked a bit embarrassed, then said he always told her she had a tight ass. He was right, she had an amazing bubble butt. It could stop traffic. Wow, that was cool, I liked the same feature of my wife's body as D'Marcus Merritt.

Friday was full of anticipation for both of us. When Ann and I got home that evening she hugged me hard and said she was excited to see him again. We began to get the house ready for D'Marcus's arrival. 7 pm came quickly. The preparation frenzy was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. I opened the door and it was D'Marcus. He was dressed in his new teams' workout clothes. He looked really handsome. I invited him in and told him how much of a fan I was. He smiled and was very gracious. I was acting like a stupid kid, all giddy and excited. He put up with me until Ann came around the corner. D'Marcus' attention immediately went to her. He looked her up and down, then up and down again. She stopped and literally spun around so he could get a complete look. D'Marcus told her that she hadn't changed a bit and that she still had a tight ass. Ann giggled like a school girl. She then ran over and threw her arms around him and planted a huge kiss on his lips. Her forward greeting surprised me a bit, but then it was D'Marcus Merritt. He put his arms around her and put his hands on her bubble butt and gave her a squeeze. She looked up at him and said she was happy that he could come by for a visit. He couldn't take his eyes or hands off of her. Ann then turned to me and told me to get them some drinks.

I spun around and made my way to the kitchen. I poured a couple of shots of whiskey and then opened a few beers. I didn't know what D'Marcus wanted so I decided to be prepared. I made my way back to the two of them. It was very quiet. As I made it to the corner of the hallway, I peeked around. D'Marcus was just standing in the living room alone, facing the TV. Then I heard my wife moan a bit. D'Marcus looked down and moved his hands down by his crotch. I slowly and quietly made my way into the room. Ann was on her knees. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his thick, hard cock. Ann was sucking his Black tool like a high-priced call girl. He was obviously enjoying it, so I slipped back into the hallway. I was imagining just how happy D'Marcus was at that very moment, he was getting to relive a bit of his past. I brought the drinks back to the kitchen. There was no doubt that they were happy to see each other again. Holy shit, I thought. My wife was sucking he former boyfriends cock in our living room and I was actually ok with it.

I waited a moment then made my way back into the living room and cleared my throat a bit. Ann was on her knees in front of him. She jumped up, very embarrassed and tried to explain. I looked at them and said that I understood and I knew they had a past relationship, I was ok with it. I then looked at Ann and told her she had a "hall pass". Ann looked very confused, but then a sly smile crossed her face. She then looked at me and said they were heading upstairs, if I wanted to watch, I could. I jumped at the chance and ran up the stairs ahead of them. I entered our bedroom and immediately sat down in the chair in the corner and kept quiet. Ann and D'Marcus came in and totally ignored me. Ann took him and placed him next to the bed and then began undressing him. She moved slowly but very sexily. I found myself getting hard just watching.

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Ann reached the point where she was down to his underwear. She slid them down around his ankles. As she did, she once again dropped to her knees. She took his amazing cock into her two hands and began kissing it passionately. It was at this point I finally got my first look at his manhood. Fuck! Holy shit, I thought, was that even possible? His cock looked almost alien, not human. He was huge like a horse. She was right, his cock was dark Black, with a huge pink head, that was wrapped in a foreskin that looked like a fleshy turtleneck. Ann needed both hands to control this monster. His cock continued to grow as she kissed it and caressed it.

D'Marcus reached a point to which he was ready to start fucking her. He reached down and picked her up like she weighed a few ounces. He threw her onto our marital bed and within seconds, he stripped her clothes off, without effort. There she was, my wife, naked on our bed, before her former and soon to be Black lover. She looked so beautiful, innocent, and pure. Her sexy body was there before him. Her small breasts were firm and perky, nipples hard and pointing directly at him. Her stomach was flat, firm and free of hair, all the way down to her vagina. In the semi darkness of our room I could see her pussy glistening with wetness.

D'Marcus took a moment and looked down at her in awe, then climbed into bed and between her legs. It was at this point that I realized Ann's fantasy was about to begin. He kneeled on the bed between her legs and placed the tip of his penis against her pussy lips. He looked into her eyes and asked if she was ready to take the Rock. She breathlessly told him yes. He asked her again. She repeated that she was ready. He just looked down and smiled. Then she just screamed, "give me the Rock baby, I want the Rock now." Without a word, he began to impale her with his amazing penis. As he penetrated her for the very first time, her eyes rolled back into her head like she had taken a hit of heroine. Her body began to shake as if she was being electrocuted. D'Marcus just continued to push until her body jumped a bit, then he stopped. What I didn't realize at the time was he had actually bottomed out inside her pussy. His cock had hit her cervix and could not go any further.

Ann seemed to be I a trance. Her eyes stayed buried into her head. Soft moans emanated from her lips. He then began to pump his cock back and forth. Ann wrapped her legs around his waist and then locked her ankles tightly as if to trap her newfound pleasure stick. Her arms did the same. D'Marcus leaned down and began to kiss her. I watched as his long pink tongue probe her waiting mouth. The sight of him penetrating her was so overwhelmingly erotic. The two of them were totally engrossed in what they were doing. Ann was loving every stroke. For a brief moment, their kiss broke. I heard Ann whisper to him. She told him that she wanted him to cum, to cum in her. Ann wanted him to fill her womb with his warm seed.

He did not say a word but instead responded by pumping her pussy hard and faster. Ann responded by pulling him closer. I watched as her toes curled with every thrust. She was in ecstasy. The room was full of the noise of sex. The bed was groaning, Ann was moaning loudly and he was grunting hard. The smell of sex filled the room. My cock was hard as a rock. I wanted nothing more than to slip myself right between them. However, I knew that for tonight, I would be a voyeur. My cock throbbed. My balls desperately wanted to pump its contents into her tight pussy. Instead of fucking her, I had my cock in my hand, stroking feverously as I watched my idol pound my wife's tight pussy. The sight was so erotic, that I had actually almost came three times. Instead, I had masterfully edged each orgasm to the point to where I just barely stopped myself from cumming.

He continued to pound her pussy hard. Ann screamed loudly as she had multiple orgasms. She seemed to be having one right after another. She had her nails dug deeply into back. She thrust her heels into his lower back as if she was riding a horse hard. D'Marcus then flipped her on her stomach and yanked her ass high in the air. He shoved his cock back deep into her glistening pussy. Now doggy style, Ann's face was pressed hard into the bed. She was screaming something into the sheets. D'Marcus grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up. She shoved her fingers into her mouth, got them very wet and reached around and buried her four fingers deep into her tight ass, knuckles deep. D'Marcus howled and slapped her ass hard. Then Ann screamed that she wanted "X" in her ass, while Rock fucked her. She wanted both of them to fill her up again. D'Marcus howled with delight and slapped her ass repeated and called her a freaky bitch. I sat there wondering. Who the hell is "X"? Why does she want "X" in her ass as she fucks D'Marcus?

His strong hands grabbed he waist as her head fell back into the bed. D'Marcus pounded her pussy so hard, I was afraid she was never going to be able to walk again. Then she turned her head and looked towards me. Her eyes and mouth popped wide open as if she had been very surprised. She then began to shake violently and scream in intense pleasure. She started yelling, yes, yes, yes over and over again. At this point, his body stiffened and his large balls pulled tight against his body. D'Marcus growled loudly bent down and grabbed her throat as if he was strangling her. It appeared to me that he was pumping her full of his hot sperm. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I was jerking off furiously. My balls pulled tight against my body. I felt the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. Deep inside me, I felt my prostate pulsing as it signaled my balls to release its cum. A long ribbon of cum shot out of my cock and hit me in the face. The second shot was as strong and was followed by eight to ten more. I had not had an orgasm like that in years. I was covered in my own cum.

I returned my focus on the two of them. D'Marcus had a strong and lasting orgasm deep inside my wife. Ann had experienced multiple mind-blowing orgasms. He now laid on top of her, almost totally covering her body. The sight of them, still joined together, made my cock begin to get hard again. They both glistened with sweat and were breathing very hard. He rolled off of her and onto his side without pulling out of her. I watched as Ann reached down between her legs. She rubbed his slippery cock, then her clit. Ann reached her cum soaked fingers up to her lips, then slipped them her mouth. She then moaned her pleasure as she consumed his warm gift.

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