Calvin

Every muscle in my body tightens as I sink into her. Slowly, I inch into her until I’m fully seated within her. Her wet heat is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I thrust in and out of her over and over until she wraps her legs around my waist. Her tiny, juicy pussy contracts around my cock. I can hear the squelching sound it makes with every hard thrust, and it turns me on even more. She can’t keep still, meeting my every move. I reach between us and pinch her clit.

“Oh, my God, Daddy. Please. Please. Please,” she begs. “Don’t ever stop.”

“I am going to breed your ripe womb. Tell me now if you don’t want that,” I grunt, my hips still thrusting. Fuck, I want that more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

“That’s it, that’s what I need,” she cries out. “Daddy, please,” She continues to beg for my seed. My orgasm comes out of nowhere. It’s so fucking hard; I think I might pass out because I’ve forgotten to breathe. My cock swells as I explode within her. Dropping down to my elbows, I kiss her deeply; her pussy clenches with my cock still buried inside of her. Shit, I’ve unleashed two loads already. My dick shouldn’t be hard again, but it is. She’s the only woman who could do this to me. Her tight cunt calls to me on a primal level that I didn’t know existed. She is the kind of woman that men would start a war to win her. She makes me desperate for her, and that’s not normal for me. She squeezes her pussy muscles around me, and I just about die.

"Esther," I groan as I make several hard, shallow thrusts.

“Again?” she asks.

“We are just getting started, Dollface,” I groan as I lift her leg into the air and put it on my shoulder. She asked me to teach her everything I know, and I intend to do just that, not that I’d ever let her use her newfound skills with another man. How soon is too soon to marry her? I wonder as I fuck in and out of her. That’s momentarily forgotten as I feel yet another orgasm rise up in me.

I fill her with my seed again and again as the night goes on. There is no stopping this. By the time she finally dozes off, I know that I am in love with her.

After a couple of rough hours of sleep, the alarm on my phone goes off. Six AM. Time for my workout. My home gym isn’t set up so I decide to skip it and snooze my alarm until eight. At eight, Esther and I take a shower together and she drives me over the stadium.

“I want to see you again,” I say.

“You better want to see me again,” she says, giggling.

“Tonight. Stay at my place.”

“Yeah, okay,” she says. I put my hand on the back of neck and guide over to the passenger side of the car. I kiss her until she moans. I Airdrop my contact information to her and she does the same.

“Answer your phone when I call you,” I tell her and she nods.

“I’m going to miss you. Are you sure you have to go?” she asks, grabbing my arm.

“I can’t miss my first day of practice, Dollface, but it shouldn’t be more than five hours or so.”

“Five whole hours?” she asks, making me laugh.

“Aww, baby, it’ll be over before you know it.”

“Blah,” she pouts. “If you see my dad, remember this is our secret.”

“Your dad?” I ask confused. “I thought he did marketing and PR from home?”

“Oh, he does, usually, but the team hired him last month for some big promo they want to do. His office is up by the announcer box.”

“Good to know. I won’t tell him, Esther. Though it really should come from me.”

“Why? He won’t kick my ass,” she says laughing.

“True,” I say, leaning over to kiss her again. “But still, a man doesn’t hide,”

“But I need you too.”

“I already promised you I wouldn’t say anything and I keep my promises,” I remind her.

“Okay. You better go, you don’t want to be late.”

After kissing her again, I exit the car and walk into the back entrance of the stadium, making a beeline for the locker room.

As soon as I am the tunnel, I all but walk right into Darren Holland, Esther’s father. Of course, I do. It’s just my luck.

“Fuck, Calvin Daniels. Long time no see,” he says, pulling me into a bear hug.

“Hey man,” I reply.

“Want to grab some lunch after your morning practice? My treat? We can catch up.”

“That sounds great, but I’m running a bit late.”

“No worries. The team café is open, on the third floor.”

“I’ll meet you there at let’s say, twelve-thirty?”

“Sounds good.”

I bust my ass in practice, after the obligatory meeting the team crap. I love my team, but I’m here to play and it’s not like I don’t know most of these people. They pulled a bunch of guys from other teams I have been playing for years, but the coach finally releases us and I am on my way to the café.

Darren is already seated when I get there. We talk and order lunch, and it’s like no time as passed. I can remember the three of us, Clive included sitting in my parents garage getting high as hell on what we thought was weed. An older guy in town sold us oregano. We never coughed so much in our lives. Then he drops a bomb on me.

“I’m getting married.” Esther didn’t say anything about that. Is it possible she doesn’t know or she hates the woman so she’s pretending that it’s not happening?

“You are? Congrats man.”

“Well, hold off on that. I haven’t met her yet.”

“What?”

“We met online. I don’t even know what she looks like.”

“And you are going to marry her?”

“What if she looks like an Orc or something?”

“It wouldn’t matter. That’s how much I love her.”

“Wow. That’s so mature of you.”

“Well, I’m forty years old, it’s time. She’s twenty-two from Tampa.”

“That is a world away from here.”

“She’s moving here, next week. I should probably tell Esther.”

“Your daughter?” I ask, feigning innocence on that front.

“Oh, yeah. You’ve never met her. She’s eighteen now. I’m sure I told you about her mother. She really did a number on me.”

“You did. Sorry about all that.”

“No worries. It’s time to start fresh.”

We make plans to get together later in the week for drinks. I take a cab home and find Esther asleep in my bed.

I could get used to this.