NFL Means National Fucking League

Stacy Jones owned a home in downtown Cincinnati. She rented this home out every year, and most of the time her renters were wealthy college students just wanting to move out on their own while in school. The house was a furnished two bedroom, three bathroom home with a front porch and a nice fenced in backyard. It had all of the basic amenities, including a washer and a dryer, a full kitchen with all the appliances, and even a one car garage.

Stacy usually worked with the renters to establish a price that was reasonable for the both of them. She felt she was very reasonable, and the rent she received each month from her renters was just extra money in her pocket. Stacy was a very successful businesswoman, who spent most of her time away on business conferences all around the country. She was seldom in town, where she lived in a modest condo overlooking the Cincinnati skyline. However, when she was in town, Stacy liked to make sure things were in order at the house that she rented out to her renters.

The house, however, had been up for rent for quite some time, and Stacy was getting a little concerned. Usually she would have received hundreds of applications from the college students by now about renting. Instead, Stacy had received only three applications in the past two months. Two of them seemed promising, but after reviewing background checks, it was revealed that these two renters were former drug dealers. Stacy couldn't stand the idea of drugs in her house, let alone shady people coming and going.

The last application though seemed promising, and as Stacy read through the application, she became very excited. The last applicant was a single man who was just moving into the area to play football. But this man, however, was not interested in college football. He was the new quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals!

Stacy was very glad that she was in town this week. It was the perfect opportunity to meet the new renter in person, and to make sure that everything was running smoothly. Her friend, Marge, had already met with the new renter, and went over all of the paperwork, rules, and everything with him. Stacy was sure that this new quarterback could follow her rules appropriately. She was also very glad that the football player passed the background check with flying colors. She couldn't wait to meet this guy and to get a glimpse of his big muscles!

Stacy quickly put on her best business outfit, a long form-fitting black dress with her pointed black high heels and silver earrings. She was going to meet the Bengals player in ten minutes at the house. Marge had told Stacy that everything was set, and that the football player, Chris Will, had been settled in to the place for about a week. He had paid for everything up front, and so far there had been no issues. He did express that he wanted to meet Stacy the next time she was in town.

Stacy pulled up into the driveway behind a black Lotus. She knocked on the door, and the renter answered.

"Hi, you must be Chris Will. I am Stacy Jones, nice to meet you," Stacy said in her most professional tone.

"Hi, Stacy, come on in."

Chris was a big guy, maybe 6 foot 5, with very broad shoulders and very muscular arms and legs. He had just sweatpants on, and Stacy couldn't help but to keep staring at his perfectly sculpted six pack. She couldn't help but to like him already.

Chris looked around at Stacy. Damn, she was hot. She was young too, maybe in her early twenties. Stacy had long blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, with high cheekbones, emerald green eyes, and a very skinny little body. Her breasts though were very full, and very perky.

"So how is everything going with the place, Chris?" Stacy asked, bringing Chris away from his lustful thoughts.

"Oh, it is a great place, Stacy. And wonderfully close to everything too."

"Good, are you getting used to Cincinnati, yet?"

"Haha, yea. Cincinnati seems like a wonderful city too. It has great things," Chris replied with a flashy smile.

"Great things?" Stacy asked, puzzled.

"Oh, sure. Great football, great people, great food, great nightlife. And now I see it has great women too."

Stacy couldn't help but blush. Was he really flirting with her, or was he just trying to be nice?

"Oh, Chris, Cincinnati is sure lucky to have you!" Stacy gushed.

Chris looked at her, smiling. He couldn't believe she was flirting back!

"Oh, why is that?" He asked, trying to act uninterested by flipping on the television.

"Well the Bengals are sure lucky to have you. They need a great leader," Stacy said matter-of-factly.

Oh, was that all? Damn, and she was sure pretty too. He thought he had her for a second there.

"Oh, sure. They seem like a great group of guys. I'm happy to play for them," He said more professionally.

Stacy sat on the couch closer to him.

"Yea," she said, "I could sure use a great leader too."

Chris looked over at her now. "Oh? What do you mean?"

Stacy smiled. "I haven't really had anyone show me much. I've been sort of caught up in my business, and so I haven't met many single mature men."

Chris laughed, and then looked at her lustfully. He knew it now. He was going to get lucky tonight or die trying.

"Is that so? Well, baby, let's go someplace a little more comfortable and a lot more fun!"

Stacy couldn't believe her ears! She was really just playing along, not really expecting any of this. But she didn't have time to think. She felt two very muscular warm arms grab her body from beneath her and saw that Chris was slowly carrying her away from the couch.

****

Stacy was speaking the truth. She really hadn't felt a man's touch in a long time, maybe three years? And since then all she had to rely on for that type of pleasure was Bob, her beloved vibrator given to her by an ex-boyfriend. She thought for a minute and then remembered the last time she felt the vibe touch her. It was weeks ago, maybe a month. She was in Dallas, Texas away on business and it was late at night. She had just gotten back to the hotel from a dinner meeting with so many of the executives, who were all men. The meeting had made her feel horny for some reason, and she couldn't stand the thought of not touching herself any longer. She had stripped naked, laid down in her bed, and let her fingers touch her body, finding her clit. She remembered how urgent she felt, and she quickly grabbed the vibrator and stuck it in her hole, letting the vibrations take over. Just the thought of it now made Stacy feel hot and wet.

****

Chris carried Stacy to his bedroom, and laid her on his bed gently. He climbed on top of her slowly, and kissed her. Stacy felt his warm lips touch her mouth, and then down to her chin and neck. She let her hands wander on his chest and abs, feeling exactly how hard his muscles were. Chris touched her arms and let his hands glide down her body sensually. He felt the bottom of the dress, which had ridden up Stacy's body. Stacy followed his hands, placing hers over top of his, and gently led his hands up under her dress. Chris got the hint, and slowly took off her dress.

Stacy wasn't wearing anything underneath of the dress! Chris carefully traced his tongue along Stacy's inner thighs, which made her squirm. It felt so good! Chris smiled and looked up at Stacy, admiring her reaction, and then continued, moving his tongue further. He finally reached her outer lips, and then he traced his tongue inward until Stacy let out a moan. Chris didn't stop. He kept licking and suckling on her clit and lips, making Stacy's body move.

"Oh, Chris, don't stop!" She said.

Chris did what he was told, moving his tongue in faster circles along her clit, and then he stuck his fingers inside her. Stacy came hard; her juices flowed out onto Chris's lips and fingers.

"Oh, I didn't mean to get you messy!" Stacy said when she saw his face.

Chris laughed and licked his lips. "Yum," he said and they both giggled.

Stacy grabbed his pants and yanked them off. She looked wondrously at Chris's rock hard 9 inch cock. It was easily the best muscle on his body. She carefully wrapped her mouth around it, and he sighed sexually. Stacy moved her tongue while sucking on his cock. Chris's hips buckled in rhythm to Stacy's sucking.

"Mm. Don't stop. Just like that," Chris said in one breath.

Stacy sucked harder and faster. She could tell that Chris was going to explode soon, but she didn't want him to yet. Stacy took the cock out of her mouth. Chris looked bewildered and disappointed.

"Why did you do that?! Oh, please, I'm so close!" Chris pleaded.

Stacy laughed. "Cum for me then. In my wet pussy!"

Chris nodded, and then forced his cock into Stacy's tight hole. Stacy moaned hard, and Chris rocked his body faster, and grabbed Stacy's tits.

"Oh, god! That feels so good, grab them, and pinch them! And fuck harder! OH MY GOD YEA!!! Oh, Oh, OH! I'm cumming!" Stacy screamed in ecstasy.

"Mm, Oh God!" Chris came as well, his cum pouring into her vagina. Stacy smiled. She loved feeling her pussy fill up with cum!

****

The two got cleaned up and after about an hour they had looked as though everything was just a professional relationship between the two of them.

"So, now remember, Stacy, to cum look at my 'leaky faucet' another time, ok?" Chris asked with a smile.

"Yes, I will be in town next weekend, Chris, and I will be sure to take a look at it! See you then!" Stacy said with a wink.

Oh Stacy just knew this time she had found the perfect renter!