My Halftime Show Pt. 2

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Well, this was it. She was finally alone. So I made my way over to introduce myself.

I walked up, said, Happy Halloween. My name is Stone, and I just couldn't help but be mesmerized by your beauty. I had to come over and introduce myself.

She said, Nice to meet you, Stone. My name is Mia. We sat outside, making small talk, laughing, joking, and somehow talking about my time in L.A.

She mentioned she traveled quite a bit to California. San Francisco, to be exact. It seemed to be one of the most effortless conversations I have had in years with a woman, and she made a comment that she reciprocated the same feelings.

She looked at me with a seductive little smile and said, Do you like football? As she pulled down her shirt in its entirety and smirked and said, I love watching football, and 69 is my favorite number. What's yours? As she was looking down, apparently looking at her nipples protruding through her skimpy football jersey, she looked at me with the cutest little smirk and said, It's a little chilly tonight.

Can you tell? I said, Would you like to go inside where we can be more comfortable? And I asked her where her friend went, and she just said, Oh, him? He's no fun.

Anytime we go out, it turns into a disagreement. Let him go. Look.

Showing me her phone, he's called me a dozen times already. I just ignore him. And to be honest, I'm not even sure why I stay with him.

You could have knocked me over with a feather. No fucking way was this happening. I mean, it was small talk for almost 45 minutes, and somewhere along the conversation, the gaze grew deeper, the smiles back and forth more sensual, and she would often bite her lip in the cutest little manner as she was smiling, certainly speaking in a much more flirtatious manner.

She was definitely checking me out. I could see her gaze wander ever so often right over my crotch, looking at my body, just wondering what was under all those clothes. I could tell she was interested, and she for sure knew that I was.

She excused herself to the bathroom upstairs, as the downstairs had a few people waiting for it. I watched her walk up the stairs, her flawless ass in those half-time panties and red-bottom heels at the end of those toned, tan, long legs, just a few inches away to what I imagined to be the closest thing to heaven, was driving me absolutely crazy. I was mesmerized.

My mind had officially left consciousness. My breaths were growing deeper, and I could feel my cock growing harder and harder in my pants. I just had to follow her.

I slowly made my way upstairs to, you know, use the restroom, but when I got up there, the door was locked, and moments later she started to come out, and she saw me and said, oh, hello. I was wondering if you were going to surprise me here, and I'm so glad you did, she said. As she started to walk out, I started to walk towards her, closer and closer, and almost uncontrollably I lifted up my right arm and just slid it underneath her hair on the back of her neck, as her perfectly brown hair just covered my hand, and I walked her back into the bathroom slowly with a seductive stare, and I shut and locked the door behind us, and I turned her around and gently pushed her up against the bathroom door as we both noticed our reflections in the mirrored bathroom, which was just lit by two candles.

I teased her, and slowly and gently put the softest kisses all over her neck. I saw her eyes close, I felt her breath grow deeper, and I said, is this okay? Do you want me to stop? As her breath grew deeper and deeper and deeper, she struggled to say no.

I continued to kiss her neck, her lips, nibbling on her ear ever so slightly and brought myself in closer and closer. I was sure she could feel how turned on I was, I mean my cock was hard as a rock, and I slowly pressed it up against her to let her feel the throbbing in my pants, and I made sure I could feel her breasts pressed against me, and I slowly reached down to rub and grab that tight little ass that made me so crazy as she walked up the stairs. I mean I could tell she was turned on.

She was breathing deeper and deeper and moaning louder and louder, and it almost became uncontrollable and she reached her hand over my pants and began feeling how hard my cock was, and she started rubbing over my pants, just grabbing the outline of my hard shaft, just like she wanted to rip it out of my pants and slide it deep inside her. She started to go crazy, I was going crazy, the moaning, the breathing. She finally pulled back saying, this is crazy, this is crazy, we gotta stop.

I said, I'm sorry, I've never done anything like this before. I just looked at her, and I pulled her tighter and I said no, and I grabbed her hair into a ponytail like shape and continued kissing her, as I grabbed her hand and finally shoved it down my pants and made sure she had a good grip on my cock. I unbuttoned my pants to make sure she had full access and could see what was in her hands.

She could feel the pre-cum dripping off the head of my cock, which was making me so wet, allowing her hand to effortlessly slide up and down my shaft. As she was doing that, I took advantage of her weakness and I slid my hand into her panties to find her soaking wet, perfectly shaved pussy just opening from my fingers. I stuck my fingers in with great anticipation and after a few thrusts, I pulled my fingers out and spread her juices all over her lips and proceeded to suck the wetness off of her mouth.