six;

Roxanne stood in front of the mirror, looking herself up and down. It'd been a long time since she'd worn lingerie, let alone this little black number. A small but tight-fitting bustier that made her breasts look enormous, paired with a tiny pair of lacey underwear linked to garters and stockings. She pinched her hips, wondering if it was too late to try wearing it.

"Whoa, hey."

Roxy glared at Mandy, "Don't you knock?"

"I forgot you still had that," Mandy said, leaning on the doorframe, "I remember when you bought it. Josh was way too much of a loser for something that sexy."

"I know," Roxy sighed, "He walked out before I even got to show him."

"Yeah, to screw his cousin," Mandy rolled her eyes, "So, is Lander gonna get to see this...and make it all splotchy?"

Roxy sent daggers to her, "That happened once. And I'm sorry."

"It was MY shirt."

"Again. Sorry."

"I don't know, I mean...I want to, but..."

"But?"

"But I don't wanna get caught."

"So, take him somewhere that's far off," Mandy suggested, "Like the massage table or something. Generally one of the rooms they're not using yet."

"Well, it's also getting him," Roxy admitted, "He has Petra."

"Yes, and he's practically eye-fucking you!" Mandy exclaimed, "I mean, come on, you have to admit he's given you some lusty looks."

Roxy smirked, "Yeah, a couple..."

"Tell you what," Mandy said, "Taylor pretty much will do anything for me right now, so I'll have him send Lander to the massage table room, where you will wait, wearing that." She paused. "She hasn't shown up to every training camp, but if she shows, Jordan can occupy her until you're finished."

Roxy broke into a wide smile, "Really? That would be awesome!"

Mandy nodded, "And considering how much Jordan likes Petra...well, for her looks, at least...he'd be more than happy to."

"Just one thing," Roxy said quickly, "Medical room. Metal table."

"Why not the cushiony massage table?"

Roxy paused, "The medical table sounds a bit more dangerous and fun."

Mandy smirked at her, "You don't want splotches left behind."

"Oh go fuck yourself!"

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"I'm so nervous," Roxy said, shaking, "I don't know..."

"You'll be fine," Mandy insisted, pushing her towards the medical room, "Just go in there and wait. He'll be there."

As her friend disappeared into the room, Mandy busied herself calling over Jordan, who seemed to drool the closer her got to her.

"Hey Jordan, I need a favor."

Jordan smirked, "Oh yeah?"

Mandy was always blunt, "I'm trying to hook up Lander and Roxy, you think you guys could somehow get him into the medical room?"

Jordan raised his eyebrows, "What's in it for me?"

"What do you want?"

"Well...as long as you're handing out party favors..."

Mandy glared at him, "Sex? Really?"

"Not from you, from Petra," he said, eying the skinny girl as she walked around the other side of the rink, "When you're around her, pretend you've got it bad for me. Then she'll want me. That's how she is.

"Jordan, she's a bitch."

"And she's hot."

Mandy sighed, "Fine. I'll pretend I'm interested, you get Lander to the medical room. You've got yourself a deal."

Jordan skated off and casually took the puck away from Lander, who met his look, "You're needed in the medical room."

"For what?"

"Physicals." Jordan replied, somehow able to keep a straight face as Lander nodded and skated away.

Lander wandered back to the locker room and changed into just his underarmour, knowing that athlete physicals generally took a good hour or so. He hated them back in Sweden, and wondered if they'd be any different here. Hopefully less embarrassing.

Roxanne received the confirmation text from Mandy just moments before Lander opened the door. She stood there, a gentle smile on her lips, seeing his cheeks flush briefly. Her nervousness was instantly cured with lust.

Lander raised his eyebrows upon seeing Roxanne, “It’s you.”

“Yes,” she said, stepping around the table and dropping her shirt to the floor, “It is me.”

Lander’s eyes grew wide as he surveyed her. Her breasts looked amazing in the barely-there bustier, and the rest of her complimented the shape he had admired only through her navy blue uniform. Now she was almost naked in front of him, and only in his dirty mind had he seen this happening.

“Oh, um, wow...” he managed to choke.

Roxy smiled at him, “You gonna give me what I want?”

He nodded quickly, feeling the familiar tightness in his pants, “I’ll give you that and more.”

“Good,” she replied, hopping onto the medical table, “Now get over here.”

Lander flew at her and crashed his mouth into hers. His lips were soft and he tasted sweet, like some kind of candy she’d had as a child. His tongue was amazing; he knew how to kiss a girl. Roxy nibbled on his lip, sometimes biting him, which only made him more excited.

“Get these off,” she said, tugging at his pants.

Following her request, Lander quickly removed them and the athleticup, tossing them to the side. He licked his lips as he went in for another kiss, letting his hands fall to below her collarbone, squeezing her breasts. Roxy smiled against his lips; her hands slowly undoing the bustier.

But he had already moved on. Taking off his shirt, Lander eagerly slipped two fingers inside her underwear, feeling around. He relished in seeing her reaction; a bit more wetness coating her. If there was one thing that turned him on, it was putting his fingers inside a girl. And Roxanne’s eyes were begging him to.

Roxy closed her eyes and moaned; this boy was talented with his hands. Two fingers inside her and his thumb stimulating her. It drove her crazy and she continued to release more on his hands. Lander loved the feeling of her; soft, wet and sweet.

She kissed his neck, sucking in some spots. Lander tilted his head back in hopes she’d keep going, and the further she went, the quicker the pace of his fingers. Her hands ran along the outside of his pants; pressing on the hard bulge. How badly she wanted to see him.

The noises she made not only made him hot, but they were cute. Lander played with her until she climaxed, which of course left her still hungry for all of him. Once he was finished there, he watched her play with the elastic band of his boxers. She bit her lip and looked at him.

“Go ahead,” he told her. Permission granted, she pulled his underwear down and he sprung out.

Roxanne’s mouth dropped open. He was the biggest she’d seen yet. Silently she wondered what his size would count as, and if he would hurt her. Regardless, she still wanted him, and the desire in his eyes made her kiss him again.

Time was pressing them to go quickly. While he busied himself with protection, Roxy removed her bottoms and spread, waiting for him. Lander gently took her closely with his arms around her, letting her wrap her legs around his waist.

Roxanne hadn’t ever had a guy this big; it hurt at first and she let out a small cry of pain. Lander, used to this, allowed her to get used to his width and moved slowly until she told him it was ok. Then they both lost control.

The sensations pulsated through her like crazy. Roxy held onto his shoulders so tightly she feared she would break them. Lander’s breath on her neck, panting, only added to her pleasures. She fell back onto the table and he followed, using his arms to support his weight, thrusting harder and harder, the sweat pouring off his brow.

Roxanne flipped them over and grinded her hips against his, starting to bite his chest. Lander, overwhelmed by the pleasure, couldn’t feel any pain and was rather amused. She pulled back and sat on top, forcefully bouncing up and down. Lander watched her breasts bounce up and down and was positive he had died and gone to heaven.

That familiar sensation in his abdomen suddenly started up and Lander told Roxanne he was close. She started to ride him faster and faster, and she found herself starting to get on the wave with him. But Lander wasn’t going to let it end like this.

In the blink of an eye he pulled out, switched positions with Roxanne, pressed on her clit and slammed back in; sending her into the biggest orgasm she’d ever experienced. Forgetting her vow to silence, Roxanne screamed, and he followed shortly; the tightening within her enough to coax him. As if to add to his fantastic climax, Lander felt Roxy flexing herself, completely squeezing every bit of pleasure out of him. This woman knew how to please him.

Gently he released himself from her; it was almost painful. Roxanne couldn’t move for a moment. Neither could Lander.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he said breathlessly.

Roxy grinned, “Yeah...me too...”