Date: Mon, 23 May 2016 01:30:23 +0000 (UTC) From: F W Subject: Adam and Eva - Book 3 - The Sophomore Years - Chapter 10 A good majority of this is based on actual incidents that I can remember from my life. A lot of this book is enhanced for effect and some but not a lot of it is fiction. This of course is for those 18 and older so scram if you are younger. There is consensual sex by M/M, M/F, M/M/M, M/F/F, F/F, F/F/F, incest and young teenager & over sex, and young consensual sex with adults and prostitution. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and those that wouldn't want to be recognized. Search for me Fred W in the authors section for more of my stories. Let me know what you think at wmaf1@yahoo.com. Copyright @ Fred W BOOK 3 - ADAM AND EVA – THE SOPHOMORE YEARS CHAPTER 10 – MEETING TWO NEW SOFTBALL FRIENDS I found myself alone on campus. Moema was still in class, Josh was in class and some of the other boys were at home. The coach was probably in his office. So I took a long walk around the campus. I have done this a few times. It's a great way to clear my head and to of course look for some of the girls. I had made the trip to the far end of the campus. I started back around the long way. In that back area is where the softball team had their field. It was further away from the field house with the lockers and showers than it was for the baseball team. I always wondered why they did that. It really wasn't fare. There is sufficient room on our side of the campus to put another field in. I think I will talk to the coach and see what he and I can do to remedy the situation. My legs are in great shape. A catcher needs good legs and knees for all the squatting we catchers have to do all season. My legs had taken me to the softball field and I stopped to watch the girls practice. Our combined seasons are a few months away. The girls have to start practice earlier than we do because of the trip they have to make to the field. The coach was throwing batting practice. There was a girl at every position. The pitchers and extra catchers were throwing on the side and some of the girls to bat soon were running a lap round the field. I stopped and hopped up into the stands and I sat down at the very top. It's a great way to see the whole field and everything going on. I watched the practice and recognized most of the team left from last season. The coach had quite a large amount of players. She must be looking at a lot of new players. I even knew some of the extra players as they have been running around campus and you see them a lot. But there were 2 young ladies that caught my eye. One was the catcher, catching batting practice and a very large outfielder. She was built like Adele the black squirter I had been with a while ago. This girl in left field was about 6' tall and she must have weighed in the high side of 250. BUT damn could she run down a softball. She caught every ball hit to her and even the ones that drop in, she was on it quickly. Now the girl behind the plate was the total opposite of the girl in left field. You would think that the girls would be in opposite fields. The catcher was short and skinny but the equipment she wore hid a lot. This team at this point looked pretty good. The infielders got most every grounder and the outfielders caught just about every fly ball. But batting practice was just the coach throwing a semi-hard pitch. We got in a lot of home runs that way when Al was pitching to us. "Hey can you get that softball for me please?" asked the catcher. The ball missed the backstop overhang and flew out over the stands. I waved and went back to get it. I came back around and stood by the backstop. There were 6 girls on the bench and the catcher was already back catching. I got a better look at her. She looked like she was about 13 but at least 18. I stood there with the ball. The coach didn't seem to need it. So I watched batting practice from ground level. A new catcher came in from the side and took the place of the catcher already there. People were changing positions and batters went out to replace a fielder. The catcher I was noticing came around from behind the plate. I tossed the ball in the air to her. "WHAT the hell?" she said. "I was just giving you the softball you asked me to get for you," I said back to her. "I didn't mean to bring it to me ADAM WAGNER," she said strongly. She recognized me. I now saw before me this short skinny young lady. She had big hands for a small girl. After she took off the pads I could see her form. She was so flat chested not any of her titties stuck out of her t-shirt. Her ass was so flat. She actually had no shape at all. "So you know me huh? Whom do I have the pleasure of being yelled at?" I asked with a sneaky smile. "Iryna Luba," she said. I hadn't noticed before that she had an accent I had never heard before. "Iryna Luba? What nationality are you?" "I am Russian from Ukraine," said Iryna. "I like that name. I hope we can be good friends. I am a catcher too," I said in love with this slip of a girl catcher. She had bright light blue eyes and very blonde hair. "No kidding Mr Wagner. Everybody knows you," she said with a smile. "Well, not everybody. How many more of you out there know me? Especially from you and the other new girls. How do you know me?" "The coach talks to me about you. She said I should watch you and learn how to catch a better game. I have been watching you guys practice from behind the right field fencing. I knew who you were right away," said Iryna. "I would be please to help you in any way I can," I said. "Mr Wagner, I said to help her to catch better not fawn all over her," said coach Dailey. She was a tough bird. Many of us figured she liked girls because of her rough exterior. We have seen her with a lot of ladies on campus. Just a hunch we had. Iryna went to the bench and sat down. "Sorry coach, I didn't think I was fawning over Iryna. Just talking," I said politely. "Adam, help her if you can. She is a freshman and probably won't play much. If you can watch her at practice and see what you can add to her skills. She will probably be the DH this season. She can hit that ball a long way," said coach Dailey. Then from left field came that big girl. She ran all the way in and pretty quickly. "Coach, who is that leftfielder?" "She is Olga Lilya. Olga is a freshman too. She is from the Ukraine like Iryna but she doesn't speak English very well. Her accent is heavy and when she does speak English it is very broken. It's great that Iryna speaks fluent English. She studied it when she went to university in England. She has been helping Olga with her English." I waved at Olga. She gave me a short smile. But she just dropped her glove, picked up a bat and a helmet. She strode into the batter's box and promptly put the next 3 balls pitched to her over the fence for home runs. She had an almost perfect batter's stance in the box and she knew how to hit the ball where it was pitched. "Wow coach. She'll probably be your 4th or 5th hitter this season, huh?" "More than likely. She hits a ton but she can also strikeout a lot. I noticed you looking at her stance. What do you think?" "She has quite an almost perfect stance. She knows to hit the ball where it's pitched. But this is just practice. We do that as well. I like doing this coach. I like watching your practices. You run a good ship." "Don't get fresh with me Adam. I'm not one of these young girls you know. I know all about you and that house downtown," she said with a stare. "What?" "Don't what me. I know that you and Josh have been running that house for a while. I've heard about some good times there from some of my girls. They seem to go to the house a lot." "How about you coach Dailey. Have you ever been there?" She walked away from me smiling. "Adam, what do you think about Olga?" said Iryna. "I think she'll be your 4th or 5th hitter this season." "Think of, not think about. Think of means that you know Olga for a fact. If you think about you do not know her as well and need to think about her more," I said with a smile. "Thank you Adam. Your language is very hard but I was taught it in England," she said. "Yes I heard. Couldn't Olga go with you?" "No she had to stay in the Ukraine to take some extra schooling to get her degree. So I have been trying to teach it to her." "I think there is a Russian teacher here that might be able to help you and her. I think her name is Professor Tatiana Milena. Tell her I sent you to her. I had her last semester." Olga had been putting balls over the fence or in the deep outfield. "Olga needs to try to hit ground balls as well. She strikeout a lot because of it. She needs to level off her bat. She undercuts the ball with every swing. Some of these coaches will know how to pitch around her." "Yes I know. I have been trying to get her to swing level and try for a few ground balls. She may hit a good single or one in the gap," said Iryna. Olga was also a blond haired blue eyed Russian. But she had a scowl on her face a lot whereas Iryna had a smile on her face and had a wide eyed expression in her face. She seemed to like everything she id and was friendly with everyone she met. I bet Olga would be the same once she learns English. I held my hand up to the pitcher. I walked into the batting cage and took the bat from Olga. I held up one finger. I went into the box and asked the pitcher to throw a few. I swung level and hit the ball passed the shortstop up the middle. The next one went into the left field gap. The next one was down the line passed the third baseman. Then the next one I parked way over the centerfield fence. I turned and smile to Olga. She went back into the box she hit several into the gaps and several on the ground. THEN she did what I did. She tattooed the next pitch but over the left field fence. She walked out of the batter's box, handed me the bat and sat down on the bench. Everybody started laughing. Olga got up and put out her hand for me to shake. I waved my hand and put a hug on her. Her monstrous tits stuck me in the chest. She looked up at me and smiled. I took my fingers and traced the smile. Iryna joined in the hug. I think I have two new friends. -------------------- After my softball session, I shook hands with the coach, planted a kiss on her cheek and continued my walk. I loved walking around the campus. There was plenty of room to walk, a big pond along the back edge of the campus and many students and professors walking to and from everywhere. I was on my third lap while walking passed the ladies gymnasium when several of the softball team came out. They all went up and sat in the stands. They were talking about the upcoming season and one girl was talking defensive strategy. "Hey Adam, come here will ya?" called the team Captain Bonnie Pruitt. Bonnie was the senior captain and she went to my high school. I saw her in a few games back in high school but only a few as the baseball team usually practiced every day and on many off days, Robert and I were back at the house in the pool or in each other's asses. Bonnie was an average sized lady. She had dark brown or black hair with big brown eyes. She wasn't exactly pretty but she wasn't ugly either. Many of the guys used to think she was a lesbian. I thought she wasn't. "Where would you line up the defense when the opposition had a left handed batter with runners on first and third?" asked Bonnie with a smile. "I would put all players up the middle with the right fielder a touch towards centerfield. Then you would pitch that lefty outside to force her to hit that ball towards shortstop or third base for the better chance at a double play. BUT, you would have to hold that runner on third as well. So if the ball is hit sharply, you have the girl frozen at third. If it's hit lightly to short or third, it would be up to you best judgment. If they run on contact and it's softly hit, you have a few decisions to make depending on where it is hit," I said. I kept on talking strategy with the girls. It went on for quite a while. As we continued, it seemed like the whole softball team was now in the stands. The only two I didn't see were Iryna and Olga. I couldn't imagine where they were. "Where's Iryna and Olga?" I asked the girls. Many of them started to giggle. "Where do you think?" said Bonnie. "I'll bet you and the team do it as well." "Gotcha. Do you girls join in?" I asked. Several of them nodded and/or continued to giggle. They seemed to be more likely to join in than most of the baseball team. The hazing of the baseball team puts some guys against it. But a good majority do not mind. Two if the girls up on the top step of the stands were kissing as I continued to talk softball. The two girls up top were not that pretty but I liked them. I liked all the girls on the team. They liked me and we got along well. I began to watch the girls on the top. They were squeezing each other's boobs. What boobs? I said in my mind. "Hey doesn't the gym close soon?" I asked. "Yes it does. Do you want to come in?" Bonnie asked. "Sure. How many of you will come inside?" I asked. It seemed like the whole team was on their feet. The two on the top seemed to want to stay right there. The rest of the team and I walked up to the gym. The door was open so we all wet inside. Before I could say a word, all of the girls took off their clothes. I walked over and locked the door from the inside. Then I got undressed. We all were standing around admiring each other. I had 9 girls in front of me, all of different size shape and race. There were 2 black girls who were built about the same. They both had a great body with tits that stuck out firmly. There was an Asian girl who was skinny. Flat chested but her nipples were hard and they stuck out. The rest were white girls of all different shapes. My dick was getting hard without even stroking on it. Some of the girls noticed and came to me. They knelt down and several grabbed me and stroked my dick, and a couple more licked and sucked on it as best they could. I then had 2 girls standing next to me. I reached over and kissed the one girl. "What is going on here?" I heard a voice and looked up. It was the coach in her gym clothes. "Wagner, what the hell is going on here?" "Sorry coach. The girls and I were talking defensive strategy on the stands. Two of the girls started kissing and we all got very hot. So we came inside." "Strategy? Why?" "Bonnie asked me about it," I answered as Bonnie looked up from her dick sucking. The coach just shrugged her shoulders and got out of her gym suit. She had the best body of the bunch. She was in her late 40s and built like a brick shithouse. Her tits were solid but they hung a little. She had major league areolas. They were very big and covered most of the front curve. They were light pink and had some veins running through them. She had a nice curvy shape. Her arms were big, like a man's. Then it dawned on me. She was a weightlifter, a body builder. Her arm muscles were well sculptured. Her thigh muscles were the same strong and well put together. Then I looked down between her muscular legs. Her clitoris made her look like a man. It stuck out almost an inch from her clit hood. She came over to me and we began to kiss like teenagers. Well I was one. The other girls not involved with my cock went after each other. One or two girls left got down on the coach's clit. "AHHHHHHH. DAMN girls. Careful. Be soft. It's very sensitive," said Bobby, the coach. She was Roberta Dailey, Bobby for short. I had three different girls sucking and licking my cock and balls. I felt a finger go up my ass then another. I went back to Bobby's lips and kissed her hard. I felt up her boobs. WOW were they hard. Her nipples were coming out and her areolas were beginning to shrink. Her nipples became dark pink and they were leaking. She was lactating. I tasted it. Not for humans, I thought. But I kept it up on her nips. She was moaning loudly now. "Hey Bobby, want to fuck?" I asked her. She returned my smile and shook her head yes. We let go of the girls on us and she walked me over to a training table. She bent over the table with her beautiful ass in the air. I didn't need any lube as she was dripping rivers of cum. I stuck my hard dick inside a hot pussy. I reached around and rubbed her clit with every thrust. She was moaning really loud. In the window of her office, I could see the reflection. All the girls were standing around watching me fuck Bobby. They were all rubbing their clits and cunts. "God damned," yelled one of the girls. "Man can he fuck. I hope I get the chance sometime," said another girl who I also did not recognize. Then one voice I recognized. "Adam, I..." said Olga but I interrupted her. I shook my finger. She reached in and began to kiss me. So I couldn't stop my newest friend. Olga was short and built like a brick shithouse. She had blonde on blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She wasn't the prettiest girl but she had something. Her face was soft for a big bruising girl. Her books her large and firm. They hung slightly. She had large areolas but nothing close to the coach's. Her ass was phenomenal. It stuck out and was large and very round. I think mom would call it an apple butt. I sucked on one of her nipples. They got hard fast. Her areolas were darker than Bobby's, still pink and her nips were almost the same color when they got hard. "OH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD," yelled Bobby. She was getting ready to cum. I thrusted harder and harder. Bobby was moaning and groaning very loudly. I was glad the door was locked. Then she let loose with a blood curding scream I have ever heard. Then I shot myself deep I into her cunt. It was hot as hell and very wet inside her pussy. It was easy to fuck her. Harder and harder I came inside her. She screamed so loud I thought for sure someone had to hear it. "GOD DAMNED WAGNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She yelled at me. She began to writhe back and forth. Her but was moving up and down and her body seemed to go the other way. I could feel the twitching of her body inside her very wet and sticky cunt. I felt the fluids combining and dripping out of her cunt onto me and then the floor. Olga reached down with her hand and took my cock at the hilt and rubbed. She had picked off some of Bobby and some of me. She licked her hand. She went and got some more and put it up to my mouth. I sucked every bit of me and Bobby off of Olga's hand. By this time, I was totally inside Bobby and I stopped fucking her. I fell forward onto Bobby's back. "Mr Wagner, you did a proper job on my cunt son. No woman could ever get me to come but the first time with you, I came and came." "Yes Coach Dailey. I heard and heard." She turned her head and gave me a dirty look. I smiled back at her. She pushed me off and out of her. She reached between her legs and got a handful of our fluids. She put the whole amount on my face and lips. We began to kiss and she would lick my face in between kisses. The mixture of our cums was a bit different than I have tasted with Moema, my fiancé, or my mom and Carly. Bobby was sticking her tongue way inside my mouth. Her boobs were sticking me in my gut. She was very short. I forgot to mention that. She was barely 5`tall. I would bet she was 4'10 or 11. I didn't know how she reached my mouth. I would bet her legs held her up just right with all those muscles. She stopped kissing me and went down to her feet. She looked up at me and smiled. She put a hug around my waist. I put my chin on top of her head. I put my arms around her throat. We let go out each other. I picked her up and put her on the table. I kissed her passionately. I could hear the girls giggling. "OK girls, hit the showers," yelled Bobby. So we all slowly marched to the showers. I was tired from the walk and fucking Bobby. I was going to try and get her into the swingers group. She was bisexual and that is always a big deal in the club. I want to get her on film. The girls will love seeing her with another woman or girl and the men will go for her physique. We were all in the shower and I found Iryna and put my arms around her and felt up her tiny boobies. I rolled her nips until they got hard. I rubbed my cock up and down her tiny ass crack. I took my cock in my hand and rubbed it all over her ass and lower back. I could feel her purring like a kitten. Then I felt a body up against my back. It was Olga. She was rubbing her tits on my lower back. She put her arms around me just below where my arms were around Iryna. "Adam," said Olga with a heavy Russian accent, "I, how you say, are a very good person. She thought some more. "I think Iryna likes you a lot. But she and I are tovarisch, droog, friends," she said. I reached down and kissed Olga. I smiled at her and pulled her close to me with my left arm while I was getting hard with the other. "Olga, you, Iryna and I droogs, always will be friends, tovarisch," I said to her. She smiled back at me. Even with our nations in a battle of wits, we three became great friends. The rest of the shower had moaning going on. The girls were at it. I turned Olga around, reached down for Iryna and lifted her in position and I pierced her tiny cunt. "Om wee," is what I heard from Iryna. She really yelled it again as I continued into her wet pussy. "Yy v poryadke?," said Olga to Iryna. "On chuvstvuyet sebya khorosho Olyu, "said Iryna back to Olga. I later found out that Iryna said "Oh my" in Russian and the Olga asked her "if she was okay." Then Iryna replied that "it feels good Olga." I fucked Iryna until I came inside her with many streams of my white and hot love juice. I left my final thrust and kept it inside Iryna. Olga reached around and did the same thing this time like with Bobby. She took a lot of me and Iryna and put it up to my lips. AGAIN, this combo tasted different than Bobby's. It was less salty and had a sweetness about it. And Olga tasted nice. I had to pull my softened penis out of a wet but tight Iryna. She turned and reached up and gave me a kiss. Just a peck or two. Then she kissed Olga but they began making out. I finished my shower and now I was really worn out. I found Bobby and gave her a kiss and a few other girls including the two black girls. "Say would you two ever like to come to my house?" I asked them. They both looked at each other and then turned back a nd they both said yes at the same time. I took a pen from one of the girls and gave her my downtown house and phone number and the phone number of mom's house. "Look try this number first. That is where I live right now with my roommates. The other is my mom's house. I am there sometimes as well. But it might behoove you to call so you can meet my mom. She would love you two." "Okay Adam," said the one girl. The other girl took her arms and threw a squeeze on me. I was naked. They were dressed. I reached over and pulled the other girl towards me. We had a big hug going on now. I reached down and kissed both of them. One of the girls was a bit darker than Moema and the other girl was almost as black as Josh was. "Josh would love you sweetheart," I said to the darker girl. "He is from Ethiopia and is one of my downtown roommates, my best friend." The two girls began to jump up and down, clapping and giggling. Then they came closer to me. They both wrapped their arms around me again. "What are you names girls?" I asked. "My name is Lavonne and she is Eleni. She is also from Ethiopia. She understands some English. Enough to play but needs me to translate. My mother and father are from Ethiopia but I was born here. But I know the language and I help with her translating. When she heard you say Ethiopian, she knew. That is why we jumped up and down. She has not seen an Ethiopian since she came her and she is in the same class as you and me," finished Lavonne. "Josh is a native born as well. His father was American though, that is why he is called Josh. His last name is Jamal," I said to Lavonne. "That is great. Can we get together after practice someday and go to your house?" asked Lavonne. "You two are always invited as well as all the girls. We hold parties at the house for all sorts of men and women. The team would be invited to partake. It is called the Big Dick house as we all have big cocks. Josh's is as big as mine," I finished. The girls' eyes lit up. "I have to get going. I am heading home for a nap before dinner and a party tonight," I said smiling. "Can we come tonight?" asked Lavonne. "I can't see why not. It is a mixed crowd tonight. A lot of swingers from my club and a whole bunch of sorority girls." "What time?" "Around 7 p.m. We all have classes tomorrow and I have practice so I need a good night's sleep and I have an early afternoon class before practice." "We'll be there," said Lavonne. Then she said something to Eleni that she said fats and I couldn't understand. Eleni said something back. She came over to me and put her head on my chest, her arms around my waist and squeezed. She spoke to me very fast like Josh could to his parents. She looked at me and gave me a kiss. She smiled lovingly. "What did she say?" I asked Lavonne. "She said she wanted to go to the party and hopes to meet your friend Josh." "He will be there," I said to Eleni slowly. Lavonne said something quickly to Eleni and she jumped up and down again giggling and clapping. "Okay ladies. I will see you tonight," I said as I walked to the coach's office where my clothes were. I can't wait until tonight I thought. Josh will love Eleni and I am definitely into Lavonne. She was gorgeous.