Date: Sat, 10 Nov 2007 07:22:22 -0500 From: J W Subject: Soccer Practice 5 PREFACE: If you've arrived here not knowing about my intertwined story lines, an explanation maybe useful. This segment of `Soccer Practice will Never be the Same' includes characters from the `Melanie's Obsession' series [namely Melanie] and from a story that currently stands alone called `An Educated Tongue'. I mix and match characters from the story lines and there are references to the other stories, but I think you'll still be able to enjoy this essay without having read the previous works. If you do like this piece you might want to try the others. As always I welcome your comments. Enjoy. The teenagers sat on the bus both feeling the urgent need in their lower belly. It was only a fifteen minute ride from Simone's Boutique to Amanda's house but, to the two horny young women, it seemed like hours. Occasionally they glanced at each other but didn't speak. The images that were presenting themselves inside the girl's heads were remarkably similar and excluded all other thought. Melanie had called Mandy on Saturday morning. Melanie was bored and wanted to see if her friend was up to doing some window shopping at the mall. Amanda had been planning on doing some soccer drills but when her friend persisted she'd agreed to meet her. The mall held the girls' interest for a while but they found themselves in the food court drinking sodas and just watching people. That's when Melanie had another brain wave; "Let's go downtown and visit Annie" she suggested. Mandy was already wishing she'd stayed home and goofed around with her beloved soccer ball `cause this is boring' so she agreed and off they went. When they entered the clothing store at Fifth and Main it looked deserted, not a soul in sight. "She's probably in the back" Melanie speculated as the two held hands on their way to the rear of the establishment. They were pulled up short at the sales counter. On the desk behind the counter, the image of two women virtually naked and in the sixty nine position was displayed on the lap top screen. The girls, who might easily have been mistaken for sisters, if not twins, looked at each other and giggled. They instantly recognized the strawberry blonde on the bottom as Annie. The older woman on top also had red blonde tresses and was doing a marvelous looking job of servicing their friend's pussy. "She's at it again!" Melanie observed and they'd settled in to enjoy the show. Annie had told them about the surveillance cameras mounted in the fitting rooms, so they knew what the source of the erotic display was. Both teenager's immediately felt their nipples stiffen and the pleasing warm sensation in their crotch as they studied the cunnilingus technique of the woman with the huge pendulous breasts. When the women on the remarkably clear screen orgasmed each of the youngsters grabbed their own girlhoods in empathetic harmony. Melanie and Amanda looked at each other with wanton lust and no words were necessary. They were out of the store and on a bus to Mandy's house to replicate the spectacle they'd just witnessed. It was that spectacle that replayed over and over in the teenagers' minds as they rode. They were both breathless after sprinting from the bus stop and up the stairs to Mandy's bedroom. Tops and bras flew before their frenzied tongues entwined. Small hands kneaded supple adolescent tit flesh and pubescent pussies yearned for attention. Melanie being the bigger and stronger of the two maneuvered Amanda back to the bed. As soon as they were horizontal the larger girl captured her friend's areola in her mouth and began to suck. With the soft teenaged lips pleasuring her sensitive boob Mandy heaved her hips to strip off her shorts and panties as a unit. Completely naked now the smaller teenager, on the bottom, could feel her friend's breasts squishing all over her pelvis providing tantalizing but quite inadequate stimulation. They were recovered from the race to the bedroom but their breathing was still coming in short gasps punctuated by an occasional moan. Melanie slid down her playmate's body dragging her tits over the slender but muscular thighs of the soccer player. She wound up kneeling beside the bed between the athletic legs looking at the engorged vulva. Playfully she blew cool air on it before applying her hot tongue. "Ahhgg..." the smaller girl groaned at the intimate contact she'd been starving for. Melanie's talented tongue poked and circled the slippery labia exploring every part. The kneeling young woman carefully avoided the dark pink gumdrop at the top of the slit; occasionally bumping it with her nose. Each time her friend contacted her love button Amanda ratcheted to a higher level of arousal. The teasing tongue was like an orchestra playing and the collisions with her clit were cymbal crashes. The soccer player had assured her cunt lapping companion that her mother was at a Trade Show and wouldn't be home until dinner time or later. So there was no need to trouble with the bedroom door; right? It actually proved to be quite fortunate that they had left the door open. If it had been closed they probably wouldn't have heard the other women's voices over the slurping and moaning. Melanie's head popped up from her task to listen. The voices weren't loud but they were definitely getting closer. Mandy was much slower to react. Surfing on the wave of pleasure it took several seconds in the absence of stimulation for her to receive the auditory signals that her friend was already reacting to. The girl's eyes met wide and fearful; "Your mother!" Melanie exclaimed softly while scrambling around the bed. Amanda executed a coordinated flip; throwing her feet over her head landing on her knees behind the bed with her playmate. The naked girls crouched low trying not to breath but not succeeding. "The light you apply your make up in is critical" missus Sullivan was saying as she passed the teenager's door. Glancing into her daughter's room she saw two outfits scattered about the floor. She pulled the door closed in embarrassment, "teenagers!" she explained to the tall blonde woman behind her. "I may not be that much better now!" Jill Bern chuckled as they continued down the hall. The busty blonde was taking a good look at the shorter woman's hips swaying under the full skirt and the beautifully shaped calves below. Her pussy had been twitching periodically since she'd first met Cathy at the Glamour Show an hour and a half ago. The young administrative assistant was interested in the exhibitors; there were local hair and beauty salons, photography studios, clothing outlets, fitness and tanning salons and of course make-up companies like the one Cathy represented. The pretty blonde told herself that it was all about the displays, free samples and discount coupons but she knew better. Ever since the night at the conference with Dianne she had not been able to get Sapphic love out of her mind. For five years she had stayed strictly hetro until Dianne's tight little body had reawakened the lesbian in her. Now that it was awake it was hungry. Deep down she knew she'd gone to the show knowing that it would be ninety percent, or more, women. Some of them had to be into girls. She was trolling. The fact that her current boyfriend was a barely adequate lover was just an added incentive. `If it weren't for the fact that he has a lot of coin and he's not afraid to spend it, it wouldn't have lasted this long' she had been thinking as she'd wandered the show floor. Cathy was feeling unnecessary in her company's booth. The Marketing VP had decided to go small since this was their first year participating in this particular show. `Better to start out small and enlarge it than start too big and have to downsize the next year; that sends the wrong message to the show attendees' he'd said. The only problem was that he decided to get four Customer Service Reps. to be there. `There really wasn't room for us all. I know Phil thinks nobody will wait around; if there's not somebody to talk with right away they'll be gone, and we loose the very opportunity we're there to seize. But we were never all busy the entire morning the most we ever had was three at once and that lasted less than five minutes.' When the well endowed blonde showed up after lunch Cathy's pussy had done a little flip. `God she's almost as stacked as Liz' she decided. Cathy's coochie had been neglected of late. Her soccer pro turned teenaged soccer coach turned lesbian lover had to rush home to England three weeks ago when her father had a stroke. Cathy spoke with her last week. Liz was predicting it would be a least another month, maybe two. Mandy's mother's heart sank. Her daughter on the other hand seemed to take the news very well. Jill was explaining to the cosmetics expert how she carefully applied her make up in the morning but when she got to work she was rarely satisfied with the way she looked. It's the lighting Cathy told her. I bet you are applying your make up in incandescent light but your office is lit with fluorescent. Jill seemed genuinely fascinated by the information. What she was actually fascinated with was the way the cosmetics sales woman repeatedly scoped out her boobs. The older woman's eyes had nearly burned a hole through her T shirt and Jill felt the heat. Missus Sullivan's ulterior motive for offering to show her customer the adjustable light set up she had on her own make up table was simply to escape the boredom of the show. It was a collateral benefit that she'd get to ogle the blonde's tits a while longer. When she informed her co-workers that she was going to step out for a while they were standing chatting with each other nary a customer in sight. They took the Sullivan SUV to the Sullivan residence. Inside her bedroom Cathy took a seat at her make up table while Jill stood behind her. The seated woman demonstrated how by adjusting louvers and coloured filters over the white light source that she was able to replicate the lighting conditions that she would be in the most. Jill alternated her attention between the light show and her host's breasts. They weren't large but they were very pert and proud looking encased in the rosy pink colored silk blouse. What the younger woman found more arousing was the smaller bump that was very evident atop each of the modest boobs. She'd noticed them at the show and they were definitely bigger, longer now. Jill reached forward to slide the lever that changed the colored filter over the light. In the process her full round breast pressed against Cathy's shoulder at the same time the blonde's forearm pressed against the side of the seated woman's tit. Jill's ear was very close to her target's mouth and the deep sigh she heard sent a chill down her spine that turned into a flash of intense heat when it reached her crotch. The younger woman held her position while checking her host's face in the mirror. Cathy's eyes were closed and she had her lower lip pinched between her teeth, an unmistakable grimace of arousal on her face. When Jill was convinced the woman was not going to do anything to stop the tittie contact she reached further forward, pressing her boob firmly against the seated woman's shoulder and allowing the inside of her forearm to rub against the older woman's protruding nipple. The blonde was gratified by the deep groan the minimal contact caused. "Jesus, Cathy your nipples are spectacular!" she breathed in the seated woman's ear. The light pressure the cosmetics sales rep had been feeling between her legs suddenly became an insistent throb. The soft lips on her ear brought back the memory of the soccer coach's living room which brought back the memory of the magnificent orgasm which caused a thunderbolt to strike her womanhood and she shrieked. "Let me see them. Let me touch them and suck them" Jill was crooning in her ear as her nimble fingers worked the buttons loose on the older woman's blouse. Across the hall two naked teenaged girls had plucked up the courage to stand up. It had been a couple of minutes since they'd heard any sound from outside the door. Amanda picked up her shorts and was about to step into them when she saw that Melanie had cracked the door open and was peeking into the hall. "Melanie!" Mandy demanded in a harsh whisper. Her friend was out the door a second later. As soon as she was in the hall Melanie picked up the soft moans coming from the other room. Stealthily she hugged the wall, crept to the open door and peeked around the corner. She arrived just in time to see her friend's mother's bra join her blouse on the bedroom floor. The older woman sitting in the chair had her head back and was obviously enjoying the attention the beautiful blonde leaning over her was lavishing on her jutting nipples. Melanie took a moment to scan the unknown woman teasing Cathy's breasts. The snug powder blue T shirt hugged an amazing set of knockers not quite as tightly as the blue jeans hugged the round butt that was thrust out in the young woman's bent from the waist position. The sight of the older woman's nipples being so meticulously worked over resurrected the need in the teenager's own tingling tits. Holding the door frame with one hand she began to squeeze and pinch her boob with the other. Jill had just pulled the seated woman to her feet when Melanie felt the squishy pressure of Amanda's boobs on her back. The younger girl had to stifle a gasp seeing the unknown young woman sucking on her topless mother's nips. She automatically grabbed her crotch in response to the twinge. The younger woman had managed to release the multiple fasteners holding the full skirt and it floated to the floor leaving Mandy's mother with just a pair of white bikini panties between her and nudity. Cathy anxiously tugged at her recent acquaintance's T shirt top. The surprisingly stretchy material turned inside out as it ascended the blonde's torso revealing the under wired over stuffed lace cups. When the cotton blend top hit the floor Cathy's hands went to work on the hooks of the broad back strap. In seconds the heavily reinforced bra was hanging from the stooped woman's shoulders but stubbornly refused to release its treasures. Only when Mandy's mom grasped the shoulder straps and pulled away, did the impressive jugs some into full dangling view. Both of the teenagers gasped softly at the revelation. Melanie slipped her arm around her younger friend and slipped it between her wet slippery thighs. Amanda moaned softly as the older girl's finger intruded just slightly between the engorged lips of her girlhood. The subtle pleasure of the intimate contact was compounded by the vision of her mother lifting the unknown blonde woman's impressive tit and sucking the bulging pink areola. Mandy returned her friend's caress putting her hand between the older girl's legs from behind and toying with the distended labia. The teenagers were trying not to vocalize their pleasure for fear of being discovered, but they were not entirely successful. Little moans and mewing sounds were escaping each of them. The surging in her crotch made Jill clutch her vulva through the thick jeans. She could feel the heat of her aroused pussy and knew that it needed air. Releasing the button and zipper she started the task of pushing the tight denim over her round ass. The rocking motion of her hips to accomplish the task was instinctive. Cathy prevented the sympathetic sway of the taller woman's hooters with her hands and her lips stayed latched on one succulent nipple or the other through out. There were no panties under the denim to complicate the progression toward nudity. The teenagers' fingers were becoming more aggressive, penetrating each others' outer defenses and swirling in the slippery hot interiors. Sinking to her knees Cathy pulled the jeans down the slender thighs, and past her lover's knees. She caught the pungent sweet fragrance and felt her head spin. The tiny blonde triangle above the protruding pinkness below confirmed that her playmate's hair color was natural. Unable to resist the erotic fragrance the kneeling woman ran her tongue over the tightly closed sex. Jill had one arm across her chest pressing on her tingling melons and the other holding the foot board of the bed for support. Cathy carefully threaded the stiff material over the blonde's feet taking her backless sandals off with the pants. When Cathy pushed her, the foot board of the bed caught the younger woman above the knee and caused her to topple onto the softness of the pillow top mattress. The administrative assistant bounced only once issuing a little squeal in the process. Mandy marveled at how similar her mother's friend's body was to Coach Nelson's. The thought of her soccer coach sent a shiver of pleasure through the teenaged loins. Melanie felt the spasm on her finger tips and pushed two fingers into her friend's receptive quim. Mandy followed suit and penetrated her friend with three fingers. The teenagers were too aroused to suppress the resulting grunts of pleasure. Missus Sullivan, kneeling at the foot of the bed, dragged Jill's hips toward her and lifted the smooth thighs onto her shoulders. The aroma of the blossoming womanhood filled her nose as she inspected the younger woman's most guarded treasure. It was only the third pussy she'd ever seen close up, and one of them was her own. Comparing the beautiful glistening vulva to that of Liz Nelson was unavoidable. Jill's labia were lighter colored and longer but the clitoral hood was certainly smaller and, unlike the soccer coach, the love button stayed hidden in its protective sheath. Cathy once again had a pang of inadequacy knowing how small her own pleasure center appeared. `Does every other woman in the world have a big clit but me' she wondered as she applied her thumbs to spread the spongy flesh and retract the prepuce exposing the pencil eraser sized glans from its hiding place. "Oh God....oh my God...oh honey pleeease..." the upended woman wailed. Cathy didn't need the encouragement. Her tongue was already testing and tasting the sweet nectar rolling from between the delicate petals. "Ugh...ugh..." Jill grunted as the intrepid tongue contacted her most sensitive spot. The younger woman's hips began to heave; "oh fuuck... oh God, ugh...ugh...I'm gonna cuuum..." she announced at the same time her prophesy came true. In the hall Amanda felt her own climax begin. The surging pounding release in her girlhood spread over her whole body like a thousand electric shocks. Her knees buckled and he friend's fingers were prematurely extracted from her needy cooch. She wound up sitting on the floor with her own fingers finishing the job. When she opened her eyes she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her classmate had entered the room and was standing there watching the busty blonde thrashing on the bed. The naked teenager was vigorously stroking her own pussy. "Melanie!" the post orgasmic teenager sitting in the hall forced out the harshly whispered warning. Amanda realized what was about to happen when she saw her friend take another step toward the adults. "Mel-an-ie...!" she cried more forcefully but it did no good. Her friend had decided to join the party.