Arena Alley

It felt so, so good to feel that human contact again.

"...is Andrew," he said.

I realized my mind had drifted off to be with Dale as well. "Pardon?"

"My name is Andrew, and it has been great talking to you," he said.

"I've enjoyed it as well," I realized I was smiling. It had been a long time since my face had done that.

Andrew took his hand off of mine and slowly stood up. I looked around the arena and realized practice was over. I was enjoying our conversation so much that I completely forgot to watch practice. Andrew turned to step into the aisle to leave and then suddenly turned back as I stood up.

"Oh, I almost forgot. The coach said you left the locker room before he could tell you, there's a bake sale next week to help raise money for the travel this year. It's the first game of the season so they're expecting a lot of people to be here. I hope you can make it. I'd really like to see your...buns."

The big smile and cute dimples made up for the corny joke.

"I'll be here with my buns." I replied as I smiled and rolled my eyes.

He opened his arms.

I accepted the invitation for the hug.

We hugged tightly for a long time.

All week long I couldn't stop thinking about Andrew. The warmth of his touch, his remarkable kindness, his comforting words, and his cute smile. It was nice to finally sit and speak to an adult who really understood what I was going through. It was nice to connect with someone after feeling completely disconnected for so long. I finally felt grounded and I was finally able to focus. It gave me such a safe, comforting feeling.

I think I changed six or seven times yesterday morning. I wanted to look cute without being too obvious that I was trying to catch Andrew's attention, so I passed on wearing a dress and again opted for my favorite yoga pants. I like them because they make my "mom butt" look less of a mom butt and more of a cute butt. I wore this cute black top that is cut low in the front. Thankfully, the kids didn't destroy my girls. Dale always loved my boobs. Even though it is getting really cold outside and the arena is cold, it is usually warm enough to unzip my coat, which would give Andrew a nice view when he wasn't watching hockey.

I decided to get up early and make four dozen cupcakes before the game. Everyone has always loved my cupcakes and since my financial situation is a little precarious at the moment, I decided to put in a little extra effort to raise as much money as possible. I really want to keep Tommy in hockey this year.

Of course, nothing was going right yesterday morning and so we were running late. The last batch of cupcakes were taking forever and Tommy was really worried he was going to miss the start of his first game. The timer finally went off fifteen minutes before the game was going to start, and we live ten minutes from the arena so you can imagine the chaos of me getting the cupcakes out, loading them all into the car, getting Tommy into the car and driving to the arena. My sweet Stacy volunteered to stay home and clean up the mess.

I pulled into the parking lot and parked right in front of the arena. There was no way I was going to carry four dozen cupcakes while trying to get Tommy on the ice so I decided I would get him on the ice first, and then I would figure out where to take the cupcakes.

Tommy asked me why I was putting on lipstick when we were so late. I told him I wanted to look nice for the bake sale, but then I realized he hasn't seen me put on any makeup in over a year. It made me feel a little guilty.

As soon as we walked in I spotted Andrew. Even though he was turned away from us, I knew it was him. It was the first time I realized that along with his cute smile he also has a really cute butt!

Andrew turned and spotted us and then he had the biggest grin. He was genuinely happy to see me and it put me completely at ease. It felt good to be around him and I was happy he was was waiting for us at the front door.

"The start of the game was delayed. You'll make the start if you hurry!" he said.

"Can I get your help with the cupcakes when I get back?"

"Of course!" he replied.

I rushed Tommy to the locker room.

When I returned, Andrew was still standing near the front door.

"They want us to bring the cupcakes through the rear door," he said as I approached, "there is a small kitchen back there where they are storing them."

"Great, we can just drive around," I replied.

We climbed into my SUV, and as I turned the key, I once again noticed how wonderful he smelled.

I drove the car around the left side of the building to the rear. Andrew was saying something about which door we should enter but I really couldn't concentrate. I don't know why but I turned into a giddy schoolgirl.

The back of the arena parking lot is only an alley that is only wide enough for one car. The field behind the arena wasn't being taken care of very well and the weeds and trees were starting to come through and over the chain linked fence. It was so overgrown that one of the bushes was growing through the fence so far that I had to be careful not to scratch my SUV. Although it did feel private.

Privacy...

The doors on the rear of the arena are all unmarked, and I accidentally passed the door we were supposed to deliver to, but I didn't mind. It just gave me a few extra minutes in the car with Andrew as I turned around.

As I pulled back through the alley, I made to park stop my truck next to the overgrown weeds, even though the door was ahead of the SUV. As I turned off the key, I took a deep breath and then I unzipped the top of my jacket.

Dale...please forgive me my love.

"I'm getting so hot running around!" I unnecessarily explained, even though I was putting my gloves back on. I lied, it was fucking cold when I exited the truck.

We walked to the back of the SUV and Andrew opened the rear door. The read door on my truck opens up and there is a decent sized space for storage.

Enough space for me...

"Wow, someone was busy this morning," he said, looking at the six trays of cupcakes that were arranged neatly in the back of the truck.

I reached in, being sure to lean over and arch my back a little as I pretending to be concerned with the plastic wrap that covered one of the trays. I really just wanted to give Andrew plenty of time to look at my "cute butt".

"I'm very good with my hands," I said as I picked up the first tray of cupcakes.

I pulled out my tray and took a step back. As Andrew leaned forward to grab the second tray, I unzipped my jacket even more and pulled my shoulders back. The cold wind rushed inside and made my nipples hard instantly. Andrew pulled the tray of cupcakes out and turned toward me while I was still facing him. His eyes immediately looked at my chest, paused, and then he looked up into my eyes.

Mission accomplished

"Ready to take these inside?" he asked. He knew I caught him looking.

I smiled. "Oh of course. Silly me," I said as I turned and headed for the door.

We walked over to the door and tried to open it but it was locked. After a few knocks a short, stocky woman who was dressed in white and wearing a hair net opened the door.

"Ah. More goodies. Put tray on counter. How much?" the woman asked through her thick European accent.

"Pardon? How much?" I asked.

"How much trays you has?"

"Six," I replied

"Crazy peoples. Too much! Put tray ozer dere," She instructed.

I quickly looked around as my eyes adjusted to the light. The room appeared to be a prep kitchen. There were stainless steel sinks and counters. I noticed huge refrigerators and lots of appliances, but no stoves or grills.

I walked "ozer dere", into a U-shaped grouping of tables and put my tray of cupcakes down next to some others...which didn't look nearly as good as mine did. (Ha!)

Turning, I was a bit trapped as Andrew held his tray of cupcakes with both hands.

"Oh this is perfect. Now I can have my way with you," I said as I raised an eyebrow and reached under the tray and playfully touched his chest and tickled his belly.

"You two boink on own time. I has cooking to do!" said the woman in white as she held open the door.

I immediately burst out laughing and moved out of the way so Andrew could put down his tray. I walked out of the room and to the back of the car as quickly as possible, giggling the entire way. I made sure Andrew was walking toward the car before I bent over to pull out the next two trays. As I was bending over grabbing the trays, Andrew grabbed my hips and put his crotch against my ass.

"Oh this is perfect. Now I can have my way with you."

My giggling stopped.

My breathing stopped.

I instantly blushed.

I softly bit my lip.

I pushed back against him.

He started to push.

He started to grow.

I need more.

"Oh shit, she's watching us." Andrew let go of my hips and moved to the side.

He reached into the car to grab one of the trays. I was now lost in a fog of lust and I could only think of one thing. I forced myself to breathe as I pulled a tray from the rear of the car, and I immediately shoved it toward Andrew.

"Carry two. They're light," I ordered.

They tray wobbled as Andrew grabbed it and he stood there doing his best to balance the cupcakes before he slowly started walking toward the door. I grabbed the last two trays and slowly followed him.

The weight of the cupcakes were hurting my wrists but I was not about to put one down. I had to get rid of these things urgently. I needed something else...and I needed it now.

Walking in the door, I put the two trays on the first counter I could find. Andrew was nice enough to put his where we had placed the others.

"Is anyone else dropping off anything? I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"All done. All goodies here. Now you go. I has working to do," the kitchen lady said as she surveyed the plethora of sweets around her.

We both headed for the door and I exited first, and after Andrew excited I made sure to slam the door shut behind him. Andrew stood there waiting for me, and as soon as that door was closed, I grabbed Andrew's right hand and pulled him to the back of my car.

With the back of the SUV still open, I walked to the same spot we were standing just a few moments ago. I turned and faced Andrew and before he knew what I was trying to do, I put my arms around his neck and then I kissed him!

It felt so, so good to have warm, moist lips against mine again. Our lips slid over one another slowly as the cold winter wind whipped around us. My hair blew around our faces. We pulled each other closer together and enjoyed the additional warmth.

Andrew is a great kisser, and as his tongue slid over mine I realized he was a much better kisser than Dale was. Andrew's tongue was...amazing.

I need more.

I stopped kissing him long enough to pull my gloves off and throw them into the back of the truck. I completely unzipped my coat and held it open as I once again embraced and kissed Andrew. I could feel more of his warmth, but I needed more.

Stepping back again I grabbed at his hands and pulled his gloves off and threw them over my shoulder as well. I unzipped his coat and he held it open as I opened mine. He understood I wanted to be closer. We kissed again and now I could really feel his heat on my chest. I pulled his hips so they pressed against mine and I felt something else...and it was getting harder by the second. As we kissed I reached down and slowly rubbed it over his pants enjoying that I was still able to turn someone on.

The kissing was very passionate. The drought was a over for the both of us and we were completely letting go.

Andrews right hand slid under my shirt and he rested his hand against my bare back for a while before he slowly slid his hand around to my from my stomach. I knew what he wanted and I knew he was being cautious. I stopped rubbing his cock and I grabbed his right hand with my left, pulled the bottom of my shirt open, and slid his hand up to my left breast, and then pulled him close and kissed him hard as his hand squeezed my breast over my bra.

I need more.

I reached up with my right hand and pulled the middle of my bra out and up as I put my shoulders together, letting my girls fall freely.

His arm was letting cold air up my shirt, but his hand was so hot as he slowly wrapped it around my breast. Feeling my warm breast and hard nipple against the palm of his hand was like flipping a switch in Andrew. He kissed me more passionately as he squeezed my breast, and then grabbed it hard, and then he backed off and softly pinched my rock hard nipple.

I need more.

I reached down with both hands and unbuckled Andrews belt and unbuttoned the top of his pants. I found the zipper and slowly unzipped his pants. Myy eyes rolled into the back of my head as his hand slid across my chest and grabbed my right breast.

Opening his pants and underwear with my left hand, I slowly reached in with my right. The tips of my fingers found his hot, hard shaft and I slowly wrapped my fingers around him. The heat of his cock felt like fire on the palm of my hand. We could have been standing there nude and I still would have felt as if I were on fire.

He exhaled as I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock, and he let out a soft moan as I slowly started to stroke him.

I missed the feeling of a rock hard cock against my hand. It felt so good to make Dale...I mean Andrew...feel so good. With limited room I just tried to use long, slow, consistent strokes, but after more kissing, I couldn't control myself. I started to stroke him hard and fast and my movements were erratic.

It was just so hard to concentrate with those amazing kisses, even though our kisses become sloppy and infrequent as we both struggled to breathe under the heavy weight of our passion.

I need more.

I let go of his hot cock and tried my best to get my coat off. It was hung up somewhere and my arms were trapped. Andrew pulled his hand out from beneath my shirt and he helped me get my coat off. I turned around and shoved my coat into the back of the SUV as well.

With Andrew behind me, I reached back and grabbed his hands. I put his hands on my breasts and I put my hands on his hips. Gyrating my hips, I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass as his hands squeezed my breasts over my shirt

Andrew lowered his head and started to kiss my neck.

He found my weakness...

I closed my eyes and whimpered loudly, and then remembered we were in public. I opened my eyes and tried to look around but Andrew continued to kiss my neck and I quickly realized I didn't care who was around, or who may be watching.

I need more!

Reaching down, I pushed my yoga pants and panties down over my ass. I bent over at the waist and rested my hands on the floor of the cargo area, where the trays had been. I looked at Andrew over my shoulder.

"Fuck me," I said breathlessly.

I spread my legs as best as I could as Andrew pulled his hot cock out of his pants. The cold wind rushed over and around my hot, naked ass and pussy, and I suddenly realized how soaking wet my pussy was. I knew I was wet, but I didn't realize I was that wet. The cool air and wind chilled the pussy juices that coated my hot pussy lips.

The tip of Andrews cock pressed against my asshole and he started to shove himself forward.

"Lower, it's lower," I said frantically.

I'm not opposed to anal, but that would have to wait for a different day, in a different setting. I knew he was out of control and just a little rusty.

"Sorry," he whispered as he repositioned himself.

He bent his knees and suddenly the soft tip of his hot cock pressed against my soaked pussy lips. I pushed back slightly and I felt the large head of his cock slowly slide into me.

A gasp and a whimper.

He pulled the head out and slid the head back in. And then he did it again, and again.

I need it all.

I don't know why he was toying with me, but I had to have it all. The next time he pushed forward, I pushed back hard, taking half of his cock into me. We moaned. He was thick and the extreme stretch was more than I was anticipating.

He slid his hot shaft almost all the way out, and then gripped my hips tight and slammed his entire hot cock deep inside of me and kept pulling me back onto him.

I let out a loud, sensual moan as I had been stretched and filled perfectly. I reached back with my right hand and grabbed his right wrist tightly. I needed a moment to adjust. His cock was long and thick and having him shove it in all at once took my breadth away. He was much bigger than Dale...or anyone else I had been with in the past...and he filled me perfectly.

It felt amazing to be complete again. It felt wonderful to be stretched and stuffed. And it felt so good to be desired and wanted.

Andrew slowly slid almost all the way out and then all the way back in and my toes curled in my shoes.

He started to thrust harder and faster, steadily slamming that cock into me with every thrust. I knew from the size of that cock, and the unrestrained passion, and the end of his drought that this was going to be a wonderfully rough ride. My moans were guttural from his massive cock pushing the air out of me with every thrust.

His rhythm was mind blowing as he never wavered. He was steady and strong.

His left hand reached up under my shirt and he grabbed my left breast. I let go of his wrist and I put both hands on the back of the rear seat so I could push back a little. His thrusts were so hard and intense that my thighs kept slamming into the bumper and my feet were sliding out from under me...and yet, I didn't want him to stop!

It was so hard to be quiet while I was being impaled by that massive cock. I really wanted to scream and yell and tell him to fuck me hard, but there was no way I could do that in the back alley of a hockey arena. I tried my best to absorb the impact of that massive rod as it collided with my insides and I keep my moans, squeals, and screams muffled as best as possible.

His rhythm was insane. He never sped up or slowed down. He never stopped. He just pounded me. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Steady. Deep. Hard. Perfect. I closed my eyes and I stopped thinking as that cock was the only thing I could think about and concentrate on. My orgasm started to build quickly and yet I was too lost in euphoria to reall-

THUMP

I collapsed into a heap when my feet finally slid out from underneath me. It was a hard crash back to reality as Andrew was yanked out of me as I fell and the cold air rushed in where his hot cock had been. I looked around and looked over my shoulder.

"...you're sure you're okay?" Andrew asked again. The fog of euphoria was too thick for me to understand the words the first time he asked.

I nodded and as I panted explained, "My thighs kept hitting the bumper and I slipped. I'm fine..."

But I need more.

In an instant, Andrew scooped up my legs with his left arm, turned me and put my legs into the back of the SUV so that I was now laying on my side. I was impressed...and turned on ever more that he was able to man-handle me so easily. He didn't look that strong but he lifted and adjusted me with ease.

With my ass now pointed outside and my body laying on my right inside the SUV, Andrew was able to stand behind the truck and slide back into me. Thankfully, the height of the truck was the exact height I needed to be.

Andrew spread my ass cheeks with his right hand so he could see my pussy, and with his left hand he guided himself back into my dripping wet snatch. He pushed the wet tip of his cock back between my pussy lips and the head popped back inside of me. It actually felt cold from being exposed outside for a few moments, but within a few thrusts it felt hotter than it did before. It felt like fire inside of me. I once again closed my eyes as Andrew grabbed my upper left thigh with his left hand and his right hand grabbed my left hip so he could pull me back onto him as he thrust into me.