Yes

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The stadium lights had long since flickered out, leaving the empty field bathed in moonlight. He found her waiting for him by the bleachers, still in his practice gear, smelling of sweat and grass. She was still in her cheer skirt, a secret smile on her lips.

ACTOR2: Couldn’t wait to see you. Been thinking about you all practice.

ACTOR1: Yeah? What were you thinking about?

ACTOR2: This. Just this.

NARRATOR: His hands slid up her thighs, under her short skirt, finding her already wet through her panties. He groaned, pushing the fabric aside to circle her clit with his thumb.

ACTOR1: Oh god, yes... right there. Fuck, your hands feel so good.

ACTOR2: I need to taste you. Now.

NARRATOR: He dropped to his knees, pulling her panties down and burying his face between her legs. His tongue lapped at her pussy, eager and hungry.

ACTOR1: Don’t stop, baby! Your tongue… ah! I’m so close!

NARRATOR: She came hard against his mouth, crying out into the quiet night. He stood up, unbuckling his pants, his hard cock springing free.

ACTOR2: I need to be inside you.

ACTOR1: Please. Fuck me right here.

NARRATOR: He lifted her onto the cold metal bleacher, spreading her legs wide. In one thrust, he buried his full length deep inside her wet heat.

ACTOR2: Your pussy feels so fucking good. I’m not gonna last.

ACTOR1: Come for me. Fill me up.

NARRATOR: With a guttural groan, he pulsed inside her, his release hot and intense as she clung to him, both panting and spent under the stars.