Footbllers Wives

Chapter 3
Bad Publicity

Alan Trainer was a young ambitious reporter with the Globe daily news . The publicity surrounding Tony Nash’s injury and the impending court cases had triggered the desire by his editor, for some investigative journalism into the behaviour of these highly paid footballers and their spouses. Alan knew that the wives favoured the very expensive Cougar Club while their husbands were away, and so he decided to pay a visit to observe what they got up to in their spare time. It was a Friday night in the Cougar Club, and United were playing in London the following day and so they had left early on the Friday morning so they could have a full training session in the afternoon. They would spend two nights at a hotel near their opponents stadium, and get home on Sunday lunch time.

Many unsubstantiated stories found their way into the newspaper’s news desk about the behaviour of both wives and their husbands while they were apart from one another, but if course, they had to be substantiated before anything could ever go into print. Alan had followed Tony Nash, and the alleged wife of Chris D’tmark for several days, but as far as he could tell their was no affair, and therefore no story. His editor also pointed out that neither of them were legally married, so there was not much of a story to be told anyway you looked at it.

Alan had a membership card for the club as did most journalists and he was not disappointed when he recognised five of the players wives three from united and the other two were wives of Rangers players, all gathered at the bar drinking and laughing, Occasionally leaving to have a dance with a male acquaintance, or to any man who asked. One or two of the wives danced quite intimately with some of the strange men, who then seemed to attach themselves to them for the rest of the evening. A couple of the wives left, and he supposed that they would also be entertaining their pick ups for the rest of the night.

He decided to just sit and watch, surreptitiously he took a small camera from his pocket and took a few pictures, especially where wives were letting themselves be kissed and even groped intimately with their new partners. But then as the girls gradually made their way out of the club there was only the very glamorous and very sexy black and unattached April Rankin left. April was dressed in a very sexy white low cut dress which enhanced her natural beauty. The skirt was quite short and if Alan had not known better he would have suspected that she was on the game and soliciting for clients.

He knew that April Rankin was the daughter of parents who had emigrated from Trinidad some years before. She was the wife of United’s goalkeeper Fred Rankin. Now she was all alone as the rest of the girls had gradually departed, and she had no-one to talk to or dance with.

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April was bored on her own and now she was thinking of getting a taxi home when Alan at down next to her and offered to buy her a drink. She welcomed his company, the thought of going back to an empty house and a cold bed did not immediately appeal to her. She had already had more than she normally drank, and was feeling the result. Through her bleary eyes she surveyed the young man who had attached himself to her, he seemed good looking, he was well dressed and he seemed a good talker, and so she thought, one more drink and a chat before heading home would not do her any harm. She was so bored and lonely.

April had been married to Fred for two years and they had a reasonably good marriage. Like many wives she found she had to spend a lot of time alone. Her husband like many players was a golf fanatic, and on his days off he was usually away with his mates at the local gold course. Unknown to him she was not averse to a bit of sex on the side, but she had always been very discreet and refused to be drawn into any long term affairs.

"Sure, thank you" she answered. She wasn't planning anything more than one more drink before heading home, but she did do a mental check, yes, she did have a condom in her handbag , "just in case". So she relaxed and enjoyed talking with Alan over their drinks. He was funny and made her laugh, and she soon she became aware that he was chatting her up, obviously hoping to get lucky tonight. After the third drink she thought “well why not?” She was enjoying his company and giggling at some of the raunchy stories he was telling about a friend of his.

He offered another drink and she tried to decline, but he insisted, so she accepted, "Just one more" with a bit of a slur. She was really enjoying the man's company (he had told her his name was Alan.). She was pretty unsteady on her feet when they got up to leave. Alan put his arm around her to steady her, sending shivers through her body at his strong touch and the feel of his hard body next to hers. He helped her on with her raincoat and as they headed for the exit, he told her he didn't think she was in any condition to drive. April agreed and said that she was going to get a taxi anyway.

Alan helped her into the taxi and climbed in with her When they arrived at her home Alan again helped her from the car and put his arm round her as they made their way to the front door. His firm masculine grip again sent shivers through her body and she let her body sag against him as she put her face up for what she intended as a good night kiss.

Alan had at first decided that he would see her home and then leave her, as long as she was able to look after herself. But being very human himself the invitation that was coming from her, seemed to be too good to pass over. So he decided that if she wanted him to stay for more, then he was game.

At the door, she fumbled with the keys "Mmm, this is nice" she thought as Alan took her in his arms and she felt Alan’s tongue slip inside her mouth as she melted into his arms. She began kissing him back, and she gasping with delight as she felt his hands fondling her breasts. "She was tired, but the feel of this young man holding her was exciting, she could feel his hardness as he held her in his arms for a kiss and so all her primeval urges beginning to come to the fore.

Alan’s hardness felt good and she could feel her body beginning to respond to his closeness, and was sending all the right messages to her while their tongues explored each others mouths. His hand was soon unbuttoning her blouse. But when his hand slipped inside, and into her bra, cupping her bare breast. The feeling was so good that her resistance quickly crumbled, as she felt the growing dampness in her panties.

"Oh Alan this feels lovely " she said as his hand expertly massaged her bare breast. The thought of this good looking man fucking her till she was thrashing in orgasm on his cock caused her pussy to get even wetter.
"Alan you had better come in I want to pee.” She whispered .

Alan had been pretty sure once he his reservations were overcome and he had decided to try and score with April that he had the makings of a good story with her. He had watched her, and her friends for an hour or so before he had approached April once she was alone. April was a real good looker, and dressed to kill. He had also noticed that she had already had several drinks before he approached her. He was a good talker, and the drinks he provided were doing the trick, so he had deliberately helped her to drink too much.

Once he had got her home and started kissing her it had been a piece of cake. He could tell almost immediately that she was attracted to him. He knew full well that her husband was a player with United and from what he knew about him, he was no angel himself and now he was certain that before long he was going to be fucking this beautiful young woman. Once inside the house Alan helped April upstairs to the bathroom.

As she left the bathroom he was waiting and he took her in his arms and took her into the bedroom and helped her undress, while he continuing to massage her breast with one hand. Once her bra was removed he had unfettered access and began to massage both of her breasts alternately making April gasp for pleasure and squirm. His touch was magic and somehow he was doing all the right things, making her pussy spasm and she began lewdly grinding her hips as he worked on her breasts.

Alan realized that she had decided to go the whole way with him and she was now a very willing participant. This, along with the pleasure he was getting from fondling her breasts an sucking her nipples had kept him hard. Now he slid his hand down between her legs and cupped her pussy, causing her to push her hips against his hand as she tried to get more sensations.

She felt his fingers sliding into her pussy. They felt so-o good, slipping in and out and, spreading her pussy lips as she hoped his cock would soon be doing. And somehow he knew just where to rub, hitting her G-spot on the inside, and teasing her clit, back and forth. She dropped her hand into his lap, quickly finding the throbbing warmth of his cock his trousers. She moaned in delight as she ran her hand over his cock squeezing it, knowing that soon she was going to be riding this massive cock to ecstasy.

Alan stood up and quickly undressed as April pulled him back to the bed as once again she cupped his now naked balls in her hand, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Alan. "Mm-m, you are so good" she murmured to him.
"Come on, I need to feel you inside me now. Give me that hard cock." The sight of this lush, naked black woman, squirming on his finger, massaging his balls and urging him to fuck her made Alan almost crazy with lust. His cock was so hard it hurt. He could think of nothing except sinking his cock into her warm wet pussy and pounding away until he exploded inside her, filling her with his seed. April's natural caution had shut down and her body had taken over, responding to her need, crying out to take this strong man's cock deep inside her and ride it until he emptied his balls deep inside her. She laid back, spreading her legs in invitation, almost desperate to feel his cock filling her hungry pussy. She watched with unrestrained lust as Alan crawled between her legs, his hard cock sticking out, eager for her, his full balls hanging down. As Alan brought his cock head to her juicy pussy lips and nestled it between them, they both gasped. Then he was sliding it into her eager, warm sheath, they both gave a sigh of relief as they joined as one.

The feeling for both was exquisite as their bodies urged them to give in to the need to mate, to reproduce. "Oh April you feel so good, so hot and tight.!" Alan gasped. " Oh, I want you so much! Fuck me! fuck me good!" she gasped. as they began moving against each other, his cock sliding in pussy. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of unfettered sex: the squelching of his cock sliding in her wet pussy, the steady slapping of their bellies, the squeaking of the bed as they thrust at each other, and the pants, moans, and sighs of the lovers as they rode each other to orgasm.

April subconsciously realized that part of her excitement was the risk, the risk of pregnancy, the risk of her infidelity being discovered. The knowledge that she had a strangers cock in her, fucking her without protection and that soon that cock was going to be pumping live sperm from his balls into her womb, filling her with his seed. She shuddered and ground against him, impaling herself on his rigid cock, lewdly rubbing her naked body against him, trying to increase her pleasure, and in the process, urging him to fuck her. She was moaning and grunting in pleasure as Alan’s cock moved relentlessly in and out of her pussy gradually bringing her to a peak. In her lust, she wanted to feel the testicles that were generating his genetic imprint, to pump into her. She reached between her legs and ran her fingers over his sack, feeling the two plump balls which might soon impregnate her.

Her fingers fondling his testicles urged Alan on to greater heights of passion. The feeling of her cunt wrapped around his cock was fantastic. He was driving into her with abandon, thinking only of fucking her as hard as he could until he shot his load into her. Her writhing and moaning beneath him as he fucked her excited him further.
"Oh, April dear you feel so good!' he moaned.
"You're so hard, and big! You fill me up" April moaned underneath him.
"Oh, April darling I want to cum in you, shoot my sperm in your hot pussy!"
"Yes! Fuck me good! I want to feel you cum in me!"

Soon she could feel her orgasm approaching and began to thrust up to meet his strokes. She could also feel a change in his rhythm, it was more insistent, more purposeful and she knew he too was getting close, focused on his own building pleasure. The knowledge that she was exciting him, making him want to cum in her, excited her further. She could feel her pussy gripping his cock, massaging it. She could feel his hardness sliding against her clit, sending sensations shooting through her body. "Unh! Ah-h! I'm almost there. Faster! Harder! Oh, give it to me! Fuck me!" Now she could feel him swelling, larger, his cock slamming into her pussy with all of his energy and she knew he was in his final strokes, his sperm gathering, his body tensing for release. She knew he was about to cum in her, to fill her with his seed. She knew she should make him pull out, but it felt too good, her body was in control, riding his cock and would not listen to her brain. She was pure animal, mating, offering her body to a strong male.

Alan gasped, "I'm gonna cum. His words sent April over the edge. Her body went rigid with orgasm, her pussy spasming on his invading cock, urging it to let go and deliver his load. Her whole body shook as she came. And then she felt Alan’s body tense as he drove into her, pushing his cock head up against her cervix, and she felt his cock throb as he groaned, "Ah! I'm cumming!"

She knew he was spurting inside her, filling her with his creamy, baby making seed. Alan pulled back a little and jammed forward again. April wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in as deeply as she could, as she felt the steady pulsing of his cock pumped his semen into her, filling her. They groaned and gasped as they ground their bodies together, his seed passing through his cock and deep into her body, filling her pussy. Each pulse of his penis stimulated her vagina, causing it to contract, sucking his seed from him, squeezing his penis, and triggering yet another pulse of his cock. She reached between their legs, milking his balls, feeling him still pulsing inside her. At last he rolled off of her.

Alan looked down at her, now that the urges were gone he looked at her face the smeared make-up, her pussy seeping juices and a slight feeling of revulsion filled him. For the first time he thought of his young newly wed wife waiting for him at home. The next minute he looked down at her and she was asleep. Fetching his camera he took several very intimate pictures before joining her in bed. He guessed that the night was young and when she had recovered she would want more. He was always willing and his editor would love the photos.

But he was disappointed when April awoke she had a bad head and she was angry with herself as she realised that she had taken no precautions against pregnancy the night before. She saw Alan’s camera on a table and went to grab it but she was too late.

Alan told her “You will have to earn the right for you to get these photo’s back darling, and I will contact you about payment later.

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Meanwhile while April was being well and truly satisfied by Alan her husband Fred Rankin was one of four United players staggering out of a night club in the West end of London, with his arm round the shoulders of one of the clubs hostesses, making their way to her room locally. He had saved a penalty in the afternoons Premiership game, winning the game for United and together with two other players they had left the hotel via the fire escape, despite the clubs strict rules on players heavy drinking and frequenting shady night clubs.

But they were not aware of the freelance Reporter and Camera man opposite who having been tipped off by the club were taking photographs of the players which would soon be offered for the best price to the gutter press.

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