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Original title: Competitive Streak (Audio Script)

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After a friendly soccer match, your opponent tracks you down in the parking lot to gloat about her victory. After what seems like an endless amount of teasing, the conversation heats up when she lets you know the reason she was looking for you In this audio porn, your soccer opponent gives you a kiss in the parking lot and rides you in your car after a heated post-match conversation.

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

Hey! Wait up…

So glad I caught you before you left… you forgot your water bottle on the field, here.

Besides, I think you forgot to congratulate me?

Mmmmhm, sure. I mean, I guess you don’t have to say anything. Just like I don’t have to say good game, right?

I mean, my mama didn’t raise a liar, so it’s probably best I don’t anyway…

I guess you played better than last time… but that’s not saying much for your team, is it?

And at the championships too!

Ouch. That’s got to hurt.

Hey! That’s a low blow… we’ve got girls on our team too… or did you forget?

Not sure how you could have, when I’m literally standing in front of you…

You think so? The score definitely tells a different story.

But it doesn’t matter now, does it?

We’ve finished another game, ended our season… and just like last time, I won.

Of course, uh, I mean, we won… but really, I scored the final goal so I did win, actually.

But we both know this thing between us… it’s not about our teams, is it?

It’s not about the way you play, you’ve got plenty of talent, but there’s no “i” in team.

“Don’t be so self-centered.”

I mean, speaking of centers, that cross before halftime was actually pretty great… you played it flawlessly, but the other player fumbled hard. That sucks.

He had no first-touch control, just basically massed it to our defender. Honestly, that kind of set the tone for the rest of the game.

Of course, there are some other players with real talent… like that winger, who was fast and effective… and she looked pretty good while she was doing it, didn’t she?

She couldn’t hold the left on her own though, no matter how flawless she made it all look.

Oh, come on, don’t be like that. It’s almost like you’re… jealous….

No? That’s not it? Well, either way...your attitude isn’t very good sportsmanship, hm?

But seriously, we both know I don’t think any less of you for how your team performs. It’s just so much fun to tease you.

That’s not what I meant… what happened last time… after the last game you lost…

Well, it can’t happen again.

I know we’re alone, but we’re in the middle of this parking lot. And even if it’s late, we’d definitely get caught.

Besides, I don’t make it a habit of giving in to sore losers.

Oh, excuse you. I’m not gloating, I simply don’t want you to forget that you got beaten… again… by a girl.

I mean, if we’re being technical, by a few…

No way, you were all for feminism and co-ed sport… right up until we started winning.

We were just here to enjoy ourselves, not our fault some of the guys couldn’t handle it.

I mean if there are those who can’t handle losing to women then maybe they shouldn’t be playing on teams with women.

I’m a bad winner?

Hmm, I don’t think so. Just an honest one… both times you lost to me, really.

And since you were so confident I’d never best you at sport, so I came in to tease you a little, bring you down a peg or two.

Honestly, if you’re going to be annoyed with anyone about this, maybe take a long hard look at your own team… or yourself.

Seems like maybe your attitude is getting in the way of your action, huh?

Or maybe it’s just me?

No, I see the way you’re looking at me… all that frustration and challenge seems to be… a little exciting for you, hm?

I definitely didn’t come out here looking for a repeat. That was a one time thing, even if beating you wasn’t.

Honestly, I hoped a little teasing and conversation might help us move past this… get it out of the way so things could be mostly normal, you know?

But you seem really annoyed, so if you’re in this kind of mood, maybe I should just leave it and we can talk another time…

You can head home and sort out whatever’s going on in that head of yours on your own terms, and I’ll leave you to it…

Or… and this is a big “or”, you can stay here and we can talk through some of the tension… keep up the banter, you laugh, and everyone goes home feeling better.

So, what sounds better to you?

Hey, a bad game does not have to mean a bad night… especially not for you. While some of your teammates deserve a bad night, you don’t.

You might have lost, but you’re anything but a loser.

That’s the spirit! Now, I believe congratulations are in order?

I mean, for me obviously. I won. Well, we won, but I scored the winning goal, sooo, again, yeah, it’s kind of like I won. Over you, at least.

Mhm, and it was a great goal. Unstoppable, really. Left the defense floundering…

It was, indeed… really as a prime example of the game, one everyone can appreciate… maybe even learn from.

Who me? No way, I’d never even dream of arrogance. Humble is my middle name.

Honestly, though. You played an excellent game and no matter what the rest of your team did… you should be really proud of that performance.

Which is more than can be said for most of your team. Have I mentioned how much they sucked?

That was naughty! But also, not entirely untrue.

I’m glad you remember, cause otherwise, I’d have to give you a demonstration… a little reminder.

And with the way you’re looking at me, like you can’t be rid of me fast enough, I don’t think you’d like that.

Oh, you would?

You’d… like, a demonstration of my skills?

The numerous ways I can… help you release tension, hm?

Interesting. Very interesting. And certainly not what I expected in this parking lot, when we’re both full of adrenaline and sweaty after a game…

No, you’re not wrong about what I like… and I’m definitely into the idea, but I’m surprised you are….

You want me to… what? You’re going to show me?

How?

Oh, okay. Yeah, you… you really are into the idea, aren’t you?

No, I didn’t think… I mean, we agreed it was a one-off.

But I definitely want to do it again. Especially if you’re already… well, if you want it too, and with what you just showed me… you definitely do.

Oh you think so? Well, there’s no one around and…

I don’t think I can wait.

Just lean back against the car, like that… yeah.

It’s okay, there’s no cameras out here or anything. Not that I’d mind if there were…

You know I look pretty good when I’m… doing this, getting down… right here. In front of you.

Oh, like this view, do you? I thought you might.

Mmm, the great thing about these joggers is… how easily… they come down…

Have I ever told you how great your cock is?

Let me just… get on my knees like this… and take you into my mouth… right here.

Fuck, you taste so good… something about the way you feel after the game… the scent of grass… the way you’re so ready to go.

Look, can you see the way my spit dangles from your cock? You like looking at me like this, don’t you?

It’s so hot, so wrong… we could get caught like this, out in the open.

Anyone could find me sucking your cock.

But I don’t care. I need it… need you.

Mm, yeah, like that. You already know I like it when you’re a little rough with me.

Don’t hold back, I can take it.

I can feel your thighs flexing… your ass. So much power… right at my fingertips…

and in my mouth.

Fuck yes, baby, tell me how my mouth feels around your cock. You like it don’t you?

That’s it, let me hear you.

Mm, yeah, I like it. I could do this all night.

Oh? You’ve got something else in mind?

Tell me what you want.

I just want to make you feel good.

Mm, fuck yeah, that sounds so hot… I’ve never done anything like that before.

Yes, fuck. I want you to fuck me. I need to feel you inside me again.

I’m so wet… sucking your cock and hearing your moans… all our banter… it turns me on so much to get you worked up like this.

Do you want to feel me? Wrapped around your cock as I bounce on it?

Yeah, right here… just open the tailgate and lie back…

I can, mmmm fuck… I can ride you in the back of your truck. Do you like the sound of that?

No, baby, it’s okay. It’s okay, everyone went home.

I need this. Please…

Yeah, let me… I need to feel you inside me.

Good, then just lay back… stroke your cock while I…

Do you like seeing me like this? Naked underneath the stadium lights?

Yeah? I like the way you’re stroking yourself, how you move your hand over your hard dick while you look at my tits… so hot, makes me feel so fucking good when you watch me like that.

But I want you to watch my tits bounce while I ride that dick… let me.

Fuck… yeah… straddling you like this, how you’re looking up at me.

So good… mmm.

Can you feel how wet I am when I rock my hips like that? Do you like it?

I bet you’ll like it more when you’re inside me…

I can lift my hips and just… mmmm fuck…

Yes, so slow. I want to take you all in. Oh my god, you’re so big… it’s so good, so fucking good.

Fuck, yes.

Oh yeah, when you rock your hips like that, my clit grinds against the base of your cock… so good, fuck… do it again.

Oh yeah, like that… hold my hips while I ride you.

Yes, so good. You feel so good, baby.

Do you like the way my tits are bouncing? Wanna watch me play with them while I ride you?

I love the way you moan when I do this, feels so good…

And how you fuck me harder when I play with my chest, like this…

Fuck yeah, do you like that?

Does my pussy feel so good around your cock?

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