It was your first night in Turin. Your boyfriend was playing tonight. Juventus was winning 1-0 and you watched the final few minutes with tension. The final whistle blows and you sigh in relief as you watch Federico walk around congratulating his teammates.
You wait for him outside the changing room, smiling to yourself as you hear all the antics from the room. Sniffling a laugh as you hear him sing the same song he sang when he had his first dinner. He walks out a few mins later in his black suit, grinning as he looks you up and down.
"Amore. Sei così bello. " he says, opening his arms to wrap you and kiss your forehead.
"Grazie. Also great singing." You wink at him.
You walk hand in hand towards his car and set off on your drive home.
The car is quiet, the music low as he concentrates on driving as rain starts to pour. You take him in and trace your eyes over his 5 o'clock shadow and the tick in his jaw. The roll up of his sleeves showing the flex of his tattoo'd arms. You lick your lips as you divert your eyes to the open buttons of his shirt, revealing his smooth skin.
"You okay baby? Are you cold?" He asks considerately, you nod and he raises the temperature in the car. You bring you hand onto his thigh and you feel the flex underneath your touch. You slowly stroke your hands up and down it, moving higher and higher. You hear him gulp and see his hands grip the wheel tighter. You smirk and finally palm against him. He moans and you smile at his reaction. You look up to him and his subtlety gives permission while still concentrating on the road. You tip your hands into his trousers, feeling him grow by the seconds. You take your hand out and undo his button, causing him to groan at the lack of resistance. You slide your hand back in and tease him with different pressures. You glide against his erection, feeling the pulsing as his breathing begins to get heavier. You lick your lips again as you free him from his briefs, the sight of his hardness making you wet.
You angle your body so it's easier for you to tease his cock with your tongue.
"Fuck" he groans as you lick his tip, collecting his juices that are starting to come out. You hold the base of his thick erection and take him whole, stretching your mouth. You bop up and down along him, moaning as you feel him thicken inside you. Your vision starts to blur as you feel him hit the back of your throat. Your hands follow in rhythm as you slide on him. You feel pressure on your head and realise he's pushing you further into his dick, his handful of your hair guiding you lips against him. You play with his balls, teasing and caressing then as you feel him start to tighten.
"Y/n.." he trails.
You feel his grip tighten in your hair and you look up to him catching eye contact as you feel his balls tighten and warm thick juice go down your throat.
"Fuck" he says again as you release him from your mouth, bringing a finger to the corner of your lips to catch a drop of his cum, popping it into your mouth with a smile of satisfaction. He looks at you with post orgasm eyes and you tuck him back into his trousers. After you finish, he tugs your chin and directs your lips to his. It starts off simple but soon his tongue is battling yours and you let him taste the mixture of yourself and his cum. You moan at the thought. You break away and look at him with lust. You realise the car isn't moving anymore and that you're right outside the house.
"Thanks for the treat." He says as he kisses along your jaw and down to your neck.
"Thank you for being sexy." You reply back. Letting him get into your sensitive area.
"You deserve a reward. Want to go inside and get it?" He mumbles seductively against your ear.
"Yes" you breathlessly moan. You both rush inside and he tugs your clothes off, letting him devour you as you receive your reward.
All night long.
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Footballer Smuts
FanfictionThis will only include smuts of many different footballers. Enjoy x
