Three for Two

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Consensual, Drunk/Drugged, Pregnancy, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Hot shot High School football star, Dylan Linder, enjoys all the perks available to a big-time quarterback - namely popularity, a wide circle of friends and lots and lots of girls. Things get carried away one Saturday night while the team parties after defeating their arch-rivals the previous evening.

"Ready, Kayla?" I asked as I stared down at my naked girlfriend sprawled in the back of my dad's Jeep Cherokee. We were parked a half mile back a woodland road on Rocky Ridge, a well-known local teen make-out spot.

"Play with my tits some more, Dylan," my girl begged. "We have hours before my curfew. There's no hurry."

I leaned down and suckled her left nipple. I could feel Kayla sliding her hands down my sides and squeezing my bare ass cheeks. My eight inch hard-on hung down between my legs, inches from Kayla's honey spot. I continued feeling up, kissing and suckling her titties as I thought about what was going to happen later that night.

I was in more of a hurry than Kayla knew. I knew this date wouldn't end well. I was dumping her before the night was over. Still, I wanted to enjoy one last fuck. Kayla was a sweet piece of ass and I was going to miss these fucks.

I wouldn't miss her nagging to spend more time with her. I wouldn't miss her insecurity if I spoke with or looked at another girl at school, after a game or at a party.

Still it had been a good five month run since we started going together last Easter vacation. I found out Kayla loved ... LOVED sex after she let me take her virginity last May. Her parents didn't know we went all the way but they must have suspected the possibility of a boy sweet-talking her into sex. They had Kayla get a birth control implant last September when she started tenth grade.

Kayla was pretty, willing to put out often, gave surprisingly good head for a high school girl and best of all, didn't require me to wear a rubber when I screwed her. I was going to miss the sex but not the nagging and demands on my time that Kayla made.

Coach Howard insisted I make more time to prepare for our football season. I'm a junior and play quarterback for the Susquehannock Warriors. We went 7-3 last season and made the district playoffs, thanks to my ability. When Penn State, Ohio State, Michigan, West Virginia, Maryland, Pitt, Syracuse and Rutgers are expressing interest in you, you've got it going as a football star.

"Mmmmm..." Kayla purred. "Keeping feeling me up like that, Dylan." I was massaging and kissing her soft titties. I dipped my hips lower, allowing my hard-on to rest in her sloppy slit. I humped my crotch to rub myself against her joy button. I must have been hitting the spot I was aiming for. Kayla cooed and purred as we rubbed bellies.

Kayla lubed my prick as we rubbed. My soon-to-be-former girlfriend was ready for me. I planted my hands on either side of her shoulders and pushed myself up.

"Give me your clit tickler," Kayla begged. I dipped my hips lower and slotted my prick-head against her juicy hole.

"Get ready to get hosed," I teased. I nudged and prodded my prick-head at her hole without penetrating.

"You got me so ... soooo wet and steamed," Kayla declared. "Bury that boner now, Dylan!" She grasped my butt cheeks and pulled. I relented and thrust forward.

Eight inches of man-flesh disappeared into my eager, worked-up and lustful conquest. My rod slid smoothly into Kayla's well-lubricated, hot, little cunt.

"Fuck me hard," Kayla begged as I pumped in and out of her sweet body. I banged and thrust and humped away. Screwing Kayla's brains out was sweet. I was going to miss this - at least a little. I tried to put the bossy, too-controlling, nit-picking girlfriend out of my mind while I enjoyed the hot, tight embrace of her cunt muscles around my love-rod.

Normally I try to get my girl off while we screw, but tonight - fuck it! Tonight was purely for my enjoyment. I pounded and boffed her furiously. Normally I try to pace myself to make the fun last. Tonight ... well, I didn't mind blowing a load at my own pace. I screwed Kayla for about five minutes before I felt the pressure build. I shifted my body into overdrive and pounded, literally pounded, into Kayla's hot cunt.

I speared her hard and froze, fully impaled in her body as my balls pulsed and spurted my seed into her womb. Kayla's eyes shot open as I spurted my semen into her belly.

"I feel you spurting," Kayla sighed. "You really got off tonight, sweetie."

"Oooohhh..." I moaned as I drained myself into her. I slumped down, completely spent from our coupling. Kayla rolled us to our sides and caressed and kissed me as I slowly recovered from my orgasm.

"You were so hot and excited, sweetie," Kayla purred into my ears between kisses. "I love when you take charge like that."

"Mmmph..." I grunted. We cuddled for a couple minutes, exchanging quick kisses and hugs.

"We need to talk about something," Kayla finally said when I was more responsive. She literally took the words out of my mouth. "I want to understand something, sweetie. Were you flirting with Amy DiFabio at lunch yesterday?"

"Why would you think something like that?" I asked defensively.

"Elena was right there at the table," Kayla said. "She told me how over-the-top you were." I tried to hide my surprise. I thought Elena and Kayla were still not speaking after their fight a couple weeks ago. I had been flirting with Amy at lunch. That was just for fun. I decided to "balls" it out with Kayla.

"God damn it!" I spat. "Don't you ever trust me? I am so FUCKING sick of your jealousy."

"Jealousy?" Kayla snapped. "You come-on to that slut and you have the NERVE to accuse me of jealousy?"

"I can't say two words to any girl at school without you accusing me of wanting to take her out and fuck her silly," I retorted. "I have had it!"

"If the shoe fits," Kayla answered. "You want to fuck just about every girl you see. I am sick of it. I don't know why I..."

"I'll make it easy for you," I snapped. "We're done! You can stop worrying about who I talk to, who I have lunch with or who I fuck."

I hopped out of out of the Jeep and pulled on my boxer-briefs. Kayla stared at me, dumbfounded. I picked up my socks and pants.

"You're dumping me?" Kayla finally asked. "Really?"

"It is best," I answered. "You don't trust me anymore. We need to see other people. I can't take any more of your jealousy."

Kayla dressed silently in the back of my Jeep as I finished dressing outside. I was surprised at how easy it was to get rid of Kayla. She walked right into my plan to dump her with her jealous accusation. I drove her home and dropped her off, no more than two words passing between us on the ride.


I enjoyed flirting with girls again, now that I was rid of Kayla Huntsinger. We went out to Biglerville the following Friday night and trounced the Canners. Yeah ... I know. Canners is a really lame mascot for a team. The Biglerville area is big on canning apples and other fruit in town. That doesn't matter. We won the game 37-17. Coach Howard was pleased.

I wasn't able to hook up with any honey on Saturday night. I spent the evening hanging with my football buds. We caught a fun, Ridley Scott flick in York.

My bachelorhood was for the best. Coach Howard wanted me to spend extra time studying for next Friday's game against Dallastown. Our team is Division II in the York-Adams League. Dallastown is Division I. Traditionally we played them every fall. Traditionally, we lost nearly every game against the larger school. I was determined that this year would be different.

I studied extra film. I knew Coach's game plan cold. I made sure the team practiced hard. I wasn't a team captain yet since I was a junior, but I did have the respect of my teammates. They listened when their quarterback talked. All of us were nervous when Friday arrived, but confident too. All day my classmates wished me good luck at the game.

Mike Young, our tight end, Tyler Hammond, our right guard, and I were eating together at the lunch period. We were surprised but pleased when Amy DiFabio, Shannon Terry and Lacy Wolf plopped their trays down out at our table and joined us. Amy and I spent lunch flirting, as we had done increasingly more outrageously since I dumped Kayla.

Mike was holding a party Saturday night at his home. His parents were going away for the weekend. I invited Amy to be my date. She accepted. I was delighted. 5'-8" and 115 pounds, she was stacked and very pretty. Better, I knew Amy wasn't one of those save-my-virginity-for-marriage type of girls. She screwed. I knew half a dozen guys who had gotten in her pants over the past couple years. She liked handsome guys. Check, I had that covered. All I needed to do was to treat her decently, show her a fun time and maybe get her a little drunk. I heard that helped lower her inhibitions too. Tomorrow night I might get myself a sweet piece of ass.

First I had to deal with the Dallastown Wildcats. We hosted the late September game at our field. The stands were filling with our red and white clad fans as my team came out to warm up before the game. A small section of the stands held the Wildcats' blue and white clad fans. We would have a big crowd to watch us take on our rivals.

Dallastown lost the coin toss, so my offense got the ball first. We quickly found out two things on the first drive. Dallastown's secondary wasn't as good as last year. Mike and the other receivers could beat their men one-on-one. The second thing, critical to my survival until the end of the game, was that Todd Miller, the 270 pound defensive tackle, wasn't Superman. Tyler, our left guard, could handle Todd on his own.

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