I watched her big sweaty tits bounce under the harsh fluorescent lighting of the arena bathroom as she rode my stiff throbbing cock. Her pretty face was flushed red with the combination of sexual excitement and physical exhaustion.
We had just finished playing an intense overtime ice hockey game in a no checking adult league in Maryland. I had been playing hockey my entire life but I had never played on a team with a woman much less two.
I was a recent transplant from Northern New England and I was elated when I found a new team to play for in my first winter in the area. The team had five new players including Jenny and Heather. They were both brunettes in their mid twenties, short and thick with strong legs. Heather was the better player but Jenny had a much prettier face and she had great tits.
Jenny and I had been flirting subtly for two months before things escalated. She made her move in the parking lot after the game as several players drank beers and talked.
"I love sweaty men," she teased as she tustled my soaking wet hair.
"Really," I replied as I reached around her waist and pulled her closer. We had both had a few beers and we both knew what we wanted.
"Come with me," Jenny whispered softly so the others couldn't hear her as she walked toward the ice rink. We were both married but I didn't care. It had been weeks since my wife and I had fucked. I was horny and I was very attracted to Jenny. I quickly followed her into the building. She took my hand and pulled me into the ladies locker room. She locked the door and dragged me into the empty shower stall.
Jenny's body pressed against mine as our lips met in a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues entwined as our hands roamed freely over each other's body.
I squeezed her big 36dd tits and she moaned softly into my mouth. I had been drooling over her tits for weeks and I couldn't wait to see them bare and beautiful.
Jenny pulled my shirt off and kissed my sweat covered neck as she unfastened my pants and dropped them to the floor. She licked my salty neck and I groaned quietly.
"My husband, Mike, would love this," Jenny teased as she grabbed my hard dick and sank slowly to her knees.
She knew her way around a cock and I groaned loudly as her hot mouth engulfed my turgid rod.
"Mmmm," Jenny purred as she licked and sucked my throbbing dick. "Nice and salty too," she cood.
Her head bobbed over my pulsating cock bringing me closer and closer to the point of no return. I could feel my climax building. I was close and I groaned with disappointment when she stopped suddenly and stood up. She pressed her lips to mine and we kissed again. It was a deep wet kiss and I could taste a hint of salt on her soft lips.
I pulled her shirt over her head and freed her mammoth but youthfully firm tits. My mouth descended on her giant orbs and I nibbled, sucked and licked sweat from her soft skin. My fingers found the snap and zipper of her jeans and I pulled them down her thick alabaster legs. Her pussy was framed with a well groomed patch of short blown fur and I felt the overwhelming need to taste her juices.
I dropped to my knees and parted her smooth shaved lips. My tongue flicked over her pussy and she let out a low soft moan. It was raw, primal and animalistic like the soft growl of a tiger.
Her thick meaty lips were covered with salty sweat and her succulent juices ran down her muscular thighs.
