Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2022 20:26:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: Softball Camp This is a work of lesbian fiction. None of the characters depicted actually existed. If you are offended by athletic girls in lesbian situations, please read no further. (Lesbian Athletics, Ff, Fff, FfFf) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Gabby Lux was an All-American pitcher on the State University softball team. At 21 years old, and entering her senior year, Gabby had aspirations of playing for Team USA in the Olympics or playing professionally in Japan. A pretty, 5'11" blonde, Gabby had become the poster girl for the program, and was featured in almost every television broadcast or print piece. That, however, was still in the distance as State's summer softball camp approached on the calendar. Most successful D-I programs held summer camps for girls of a variety of ages. The mission was threefold: 1. Raise money for the program by charging girls to attend a five-day sleepover camp. 2. Identify potential recruits for the program. 3. Provide a positive experience for girls who will support the program with their parents by attending games, buying merch, etc. For some of the State University girls, it was a yearly opportunity to hook up with young, eager lesbians. The sport of Softball has always had a deserved reputation for a disproportionate level of lesbian participation. The State U squad was about 60/40 lesbian versus straight. Having been immersed in the sport for several years already, most girls took a "live and let live" attitude. Straight girls were rarely sexually harassed, and lesbians were rarely run off the team. Team mates hooking up was frowned upon. Besides, there were plenty of pretty girls on the soccer team, swimming team, and track squads. For a rougher experience, girls might hook up with a basketball player. Sitting in her dorm room, Gabby spit into her glove and rubbed it in for good luck. She had given her body a chance to rest since her grueling season had ended in late May with State U's elimination at the NCAA Regional Tournament. Now, with her body healed, Gabby was eager to get back into the swing of things. Looking at her roommate, Connie Canizzaro, an olive-skinned outfielder from South Florida, Gabby encouragingly said, "Let's kick some ass this year." Connie nodded, and the two girls bumped fists. The camp was scheduled to run from Monday to Friday, with the girls leaving on Saturday morning. The State U girls would be acting as paid coaches and camp counselors. This would be a chance for them to earn some extra spending money, with the rest going into program coffers. Campers would pay upwards of $750 for the five-day camp. Instruction, housing and meals would all be covered in the cost. A typical sleepover camp would have 75-100 girls, and there would be two or three different camps each summer when they would have the campus almost all to themselves. This was all part of head coach "Sugar" Coleman's carefully conceived master plan. "Sugar" was in her eleventh year at the helm of the State U program, and her camps were run like a finely-tuned engine. Positive word of mouth from returning girls had made the camps an instant success, often selling out far in advance. Monday's camp would be specifically geared to High School girls who would be entering their freshman through senior years. Many parents who wanted to give their girls a head start would send their daughters to the State U softball camps for some practical instruction which could possibly lead to a scholarship down the road for some of the more talented girls. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Susan Pingleton was a pretty 15-year-old. Her dark hair was wrapped in braided pigtails, and a softball visor adorned the top of her head. She was standing in the check-in line with best friend, 16-year-old Kelly Monahan, and chewing gum nervously. Susan and Kelly were both sophomores on the Hillside High School varsity and hoped to be starters at second base and first base respectively. Cockily, both girls wore lampblack under their eyes. Each girl was dressed in her softball gear and was expected to hit the field right after check-in. Their bags were marked and would be soon moved to their respective dorm rooms by staff members. The small town of Hillside was only twenty miles or so from the State U campus, and both girls had attended many State U games, idolizing the college girls that they watched on the diamond. Susan's favorite player was Gabby Lux, and she eagerly hoped that she would be one of the player / counselors that week. The two teens were wearing white softball pants with maroon t-shirts emblazoned with "Cougars Softball." Most of the other camp attendees were similarly dressed, with shirts and jerseys touting their individual high schools. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Unlike most college camps, where the head coach only showed up at the beginning and perhaps again during the end of the camp, "Sugar" Coleman was actively engaged in each camp, which furthered the reputation of the State U softball camps, and the quality of their instruction. A no-nonsense head coach, "Sugar," now 48-years-old, had been a successful pitcher at UCLA before getting into the coaching business. She had worked her way up from a young junior college head coach, to the head coach of a national power at State U. Rather than having her campers loll around in their dorm rooms before beginning their instruction, she wanted to shock their senses by having them ready to go almost immediately. The girls were separated into smaller groups according to position, and immediately engaged in defensive drills with the State U players and assistant coaches. Unsurprisingly, there were a great deal of skill differences among the girls, particularly among their varying ages and experiences. The staff members could instantly spot bad habits that had been developed over the years. A goal would be to work with those players to break those bad habits and to teach them the proper fundamentals of the game. With five days to work, fielding, throwing, hitting, and pitching would all be skillfully taught to the eager pupils. Susan and Kelly were in line with a group of girls at second base and first base. Softballs were hit at varying speeds in their general direction. They were expected to make the proper decision as to whether to charge the ball or hold their ground. In all instances, the ball was expected to be fielded cleanly. Throwing drills would take place after lunch. Susan was distracted for a moment when she noticed Gabby Lux instructing the pitchers. Gabby had golden blonde hair and a dazzling smile. Her 21-year-old body was perfectly proportioned, and her tight softball pants seemed to highlight her athletic legs and sexy ass. Suddenly a hard-hit softball was whizzing past Susan. "Pay attention, Hillside!" Susan was being chided by her instructor. Susan was embarrassed and moved back to her place in the back of the line. She couldn't help it. Gabby was beautiful, and Susan had to admit that she had more than a little crush on the talented blonde pitcher. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Before anyone realized it three hours had gone by, and "Coach Sugar" blew her whistle to announce the two-hour lunch break. After the girls hydrated and ate their "Subway" sandwiches they were allowed to go to see their dorm rooms for the first time and to organize their things. For some girls, this may have been their first time away from home without their parents, and spirits were high. Two girls were assigned to each room. Susan and Kelly had signed up together, so they were allowed to share a room. In some cases, strangers were put with strangers, but it all seemed to work out just fine. Kelly had received a lot of attention on day one. She was a slick-fielding first baseman, and she had been a starter on the Hillside team throughout her freshman year. The coaching staff was going to keep an eye on Kelly. If she could hit, State U might be very interested in recruiting her. Sophomores were not too young to begin recruiting. A ten-minute warning whistle sounded, and the girls were all expected to return to the field for more defensive drills. Susan put a fresh wad of gum in her mouth and walked toward the diamonds. Susan got excited when she saw Gabby again. She ran toward the college star and seemed to produce a "Sharpie" felt pen from out of nowhere. "Gabby," Susan excitedly asked. "May I have your autograph?" She was almost hyperventilating as she handed Gabby her glove. Gabby had signed hundreds of autographs and was always happy to give young players encouragement. Gabby noticed that Susan was practically peeing herself with excitement, and didn't seem to know where her eyes should be focused on when looking at her. Gabby had seen it before. This particular high school girl was "in lust" with her. She gave the teenager a good lookover. Susan was a very pretty girl, with a slender, athletic figure. With a sports bra on, Gabby would be unable to tell the size of the young girl's breasts. However, she could imagine the teenager naked, and she liked what she saw. "What's your name?" Gabby asked. "Susan' came the reply. Gabby signed the glove, "To Susan, Your friend, Gabby Lux." Handing the glove back, Gabby remarked, "You're a very pretty girl, Susan. I hope you learn a lot at the camp. Feel free to call on me if you need anything. I'm a counselor just like everybody else." Gabby gave her dazzling toothpaste-white smile, and gave the 15-year-old a playful chuck on the chin as she headed off to continue pitching drills with her campers. Susan was momentarily frozen. Her heart was beating rapidly, and she could feel a stirring in her lower regions as she imagined Gabby kissing her. Susan tried to snap herself out of it as she ran to her portion of the infield with the other second basemen. Armed with new confidence, Susan had a strong afternoon practice session. She was approached by Gabby afterward, who complimented Susan on her double-play pivot. Susan had a bunch of questions for the All-American. Gabby suggested that they go back to her dorm where she could relax and then Susan could ask her all of the questions that she wanted. It was a short walk to Gabby's dorm room that she shared with Connie. Susan didn't notice that Gabby removed the scrunchy from her ponytail and wrapped it on the door handle. Susan was still talking and asking questions when Gabby removed her uniform top, revealing a grey sports bra. The teen was shocked when Gabby next removed her sports bra. Gabby's breasts were bouncy and full, and Susan was momentarily speechless. Gabby shook her long blonde hair out, which caused her breasts to jiggle from side-to-side. Gabby was very aware that Susan's eyes were following her bouncing breasts. "Let's take a shower and we can talk afterward," suggested Gabby. "But I didn't bring anything to change into," Susan weakly protested. "Not a problem, I'll loan you a shirt and shorts until you can change." Not taking no for an answer, Gabby lifted Susan's maroon t-shirt over her head. Susan was wearing a similar grey sports bra. Clearly aroused, her nipples poked at the fabric. Susan tried to cover them with her arms. Gabby continued to undress, grabbing a hunk of Susan's athletic ass, and saying, "Hurry up." Gabby was a statuesque 5'11" blonde beauty. Her once bruised and battered body had now healed, and she was magnificent from head to toe. Surely as pretty as any fitness model in a magazine ad. Gabby had a well-trimmed tuft of blonde pubic hair. Gabby's body was muscular, and she was proud of her six-pack abs. Susan had slowly undressed down to her softball Spanks as Gabby handed the teen a bath towel. Gabby wasn't sure that she was grasping things when Susan politely said, "You can go first." Gabby almost laughed at the naïve high school girl as she said, "We can finish faster if we go in together. It's just us girls." With a laugh, Gabby pulled Susan's Spanks to the floor. Susan's naked body was even cuter than Gabby had imagined. Susan had prominent bikini tan lines from her backyard pool. Gabby estimated that the teen was about 5'5" with A or maybe B cup breasts which pointed outwards proudly. Gabby was practically salivating as she pushed the naked teen towards the shower in the bathroom. Turning on the water, Gabby poured copious amounts of Body Wash over their naked bodies. Without waiting for permission, Gabby ran her soapy hands all over Susan's nubile body, paying particular attention to Susan's pointy breasts, which she rubbed tenderly, playing with Susan's erect nipples. Susan seemed to be trying to catch her breath as the 21-year-old's hands roamed all over her slender body. Susan gave a slight jump as Gabby's hand went between her butt cheeks and brushed against her virgin pussy. Now well-soaped, Gabby used her body as a loofah against the shorter teenager's body, rubbing her large tits on Susan from nearly head-to-toe. Getting on her knees in the shower, Gabby began to explore Susan's untrimmed bush with her fingers. The warm shower water had straightened and elongated Susan's dark pubic hair. Suddenly, Gabby's tongue and a single finger penetrated Susan's pussy. Susan shuddered involuntarily, but was soon moaning softly as Gabby used all of her expert skills on the willing teenager. The water ran down Gabby's face as her active tongue danced around Susan's nether regions. At around the same time, Connie showed up at the dorm room that she shared with Gabby. She saw the scrunchy on the door knob and turned away. This was Connie and Gabby's secret sign that they were entertaining female company. As Connie walked away she shook her head, "We've only had these campers with us a couple of hours and Gabby has already pulled some teenie pussy." Susan almost slipped in the shower when she eventually came. Gabby was able to hold her up, and she quickly rose to her feet with her arms wrapped around Susan. They kissed under the shower for what seemed like several minutes before Gabby slapped her on the ass and said, "Let's get dressed. It's almost time for dinner." As they dried themselves off and dressed, Gabby asked, "How old are you, Susan?" "15," came the answer. Gabby gritted her teeth. 15 was a little young, thought Susan, even for her. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Gabby joined Kelly in the cafeteria. Seeing Susan in State U gear made Kelly curious. Nodding at her attire, Kelly asked, "Where'd you get that?" "Tell ya later," Susan secretively replied. Dinner was a blur for Susan. She couldn't remember if she had eaten or not. All she could think of was the gorgeous All-American feasting on her pussy. Of all of the girls in camp, she wondered why she had been chosen? Getting back to her dorm room with Kelly, she threw herself on her bed. "O.K., what's the deal?" Kelly again asked. "Gabby loaned them to me... after she ate my pussy in the shower." "No way!" asked Kelly incredulously. "Yes way," came Kelly's confident reply, and she told her friend the entire story. Susan and Kelly were best friends, and they both liked girls. They had made out once or twice at sleepover's but it had never gone very far. They were more content to remain best friends, and to talk about girls that they would like to fuck. Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, and Maddie Ziegler were popular fantasy girls. "Gosh dang, you really did it," Kelly said in amazement. "You're really lucky. I'd like to lose my cherry to one of these college girls too. I wonder if Gabby has any friends." "I dunno," answered Susan. "I can ask. Gabby said that she really wants to see me again." Susan began to imagine the pretty All-American pitcher with her head between her own legs." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Charlotte "Char" Benson was a talented pitcher, and the youngest girl in camp, at only 13-years-old. She had been spotted by her high school coach while playing "Bobby Sox" softball. St. Mary's was a private, parochial school in her hometown. After speaking with the successful, well-known softball coach at the school, her parents felt that Char's best opportunities for growth and an opportunity for a college scholarship would be better served by attending St. Mary's. Now realizing that her pitching had now become an investment, Char's upper-middle class parents enrolled her, with her coaches blessing, in the State U softball camp. Her parents felt that the $750 would be money well-spent if it could lead to a $40,000 - $60,000 yearly scholarship down the road. They had been assured that Char had the talent to take it to the next level. At just 13. she naturally had to get bigger and stronger. At about 5'2" and 105 lbs., Char was not the most impressive-looking athlete at the summer camp. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, which bounced around as she contorted her body with each pitch. "Coach Sugar" had received a phone call from St. Mary's head coach. State U had recruited several St. Mary's players over the years and the two coaches had a good relationship. The St. Mary's coach had asked Sugar to keep a keen eye on her phenom pitcher, as she had some of the best stuff that the coach had seen in years. As Char approached the pitching circle on day two of the camp, "Coach Sugar" wondered if the scrawny teen before could possibly be the budding star that the St. Mary's coach described. The Char threw her fastball. It had plenty of movement and clocked in at 65 miles per hour. That would be a good speed for a college-age pitcher. Sugar was intrigued and walked to the mound. Introducing herself, she stood behind the 13-year-old and watched her pitch. Self-taught, Char was already throwing risers, change-ups and curveballs. Sugar was amazed and impressed. She would most definitely keep her eye on the youngster this week. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was Char's first time from home, and she was a little overwhelmed by all of the attention that she was suddenly receiving, particularly from some of the other high school girls. One in particular, Nancy, a 14-year-old, had been especially nice to the brace-faced blonde pitching phenom. She had even exchanged rooms with another camper so that she could be with Char. Char wasn't particularly concerned that Nancy wanted to hold her hand, or would "accidentally" brush up against her. Char just assumed that Nancy was affectionate. Besides, the attention from the slightly older girl made Char feel special. Although the campers were encouraged not to stray, the large college campus seemed to beg for exploration. One night after dinner, Nancy invited Char to go for a walk around campus. Just the two of them. Both were dressed in casual street clothes of shorts and tank tops. Neither was wearing a bra, as frankly, neither had a lot under their tank tops that needed support. Nancy held Char's hand as they walked by the Business School and the Humanities Building. They were quite alone. Nancy led the 13-year-old into a small alcove near the Administration offices. Brushing Char's blonde hair out of her face, Nancy began to kiss the younger girl and gently paw at her tiny breasts. At first Char was surprised, but quickly she decided that she liked it, especially as there was no one around. This was what the older girls had described as "making out." Char was beginning to get into it, opening her mouth for Nancy to French kiss her and to lick her silver braces. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the alcove. It was "Coach Sugar." Both girls were red-faced and humiliated at being caught making out with another girl. Char didn't think she was a lesbian, she was just having a little fun at her first sleepover camp. "Girls," the coach said sternly, "Follow me to my office." Now the girls began to grown fearful. Would they be expelled from the camp? Would their parents have to pick them up? Would they be told that their daughters had been caught making out and getting felt up by another girl?" Both girls were in tears as they were led to "Coach Sugar's" nearby office in the Athletics Building. The two girls were seated on a couch, while "Coach Sugar" sat on the edge of her desk, looking down at the red-faced, tearful campers with their heads bowed. Noting that Nancy was clearly the aggressor, she started with her first: "Do your parents know that you like girls?" Nancy wordlessly shook her head "no." "Would they be happy if they had to come all the way out here because you've been expelled? Nancy again shook her head "no." Large tears were dropping from her eyes. "And you," Coach Sugar asked Char, "Were you participating willingly?" Char shrugged her shoulders. She didn't quite understand the question. "Did you like having this girl kiss you and squeeze your breasts?" The 13-year-old started to cry again, but nodded "yes." "Well then, so no one was actually being harassed? It was mutual consent? Both girls nodded "yes." Well then," continued Coach Sugar, "I'd like you both to do a little favor for me, then we can forget about the whole little incident." Both girls faces brightened. "Please stand up, girls," Coach Sugar intoned solemnly. "Nancy, will you please undress Char?" The two young girls looked at each other with a look of shock. Not wanting to make things worse, Char gave Nancy her consent with a slight nod. Char was wearing essentially two tank tops and no bra. In what seemed a split second, Nancy had pulled them over Char's blonde head. Char's young breasts were just beginning to bud, and she required a padded A-cup bra. Nancy's hands began to roam over Char's still-developing chest. "This little lez needs no instruction from me," Coach Sugar thought to herself. Char held Nancy's hair as she began to lick Char's little "booblets" with her tongue. "Can I kiss her?" Char asked Coach Sugar, who smiled and nodded. Char's right hand cupped Nancy's ass as the two young girls tongue-kissed. "Why don't you both get undressed," Coach Sugar gently suggested. Both girls stood before the coach in their panties. Nancy had removed her bra, and nice pair of delicious breasts were clearly developing on her chest. Her nipples were rock-hard from her play with Char. As she had seen in a porn video, Nancy rubbed her small breasts against Char's. Both girls giggled at the sensation before being instructed to remove their panties. Char was predictably almost hairless. Her little slit was tiny and tight. Nancy was more mature, with a small thatch of dark pubic hair. Coach Sugar sat them back down on the couch and asked them to play with the pussy of the other while she, herself, undressed. At 48, Coach Sugar was in fine shape due to her almost-daily workouts. Her stomach was rock-hard and her butt firm. Several years prior she had undergone breast augmentation in order to keep her boobs from sagging. Coach Sugar had noticed that neither girl had actually penetrated the other with her finger, so she decided that she would join the pair for a little fun. "Have you ever seen breasts like these?" Coach Sugar asked. Both girls looked on with with wide eyes. The coach sat between the young girls on the couch and instructed the girls to "Kiss them." Char, the more inexperienced of the two, literally began to kiss the coaches breasts and nipples, while Nancy licked and suckled the breast presented to her until the coach was content. "Have either of you eaten a pussy before?" Coach Sugar solemnly asked. Both girls replied "no." "Well today you will," she said triumphantly. Both naked girls were positioned on their knees as Coach Sugar spread her legs wide. Her own pubic hair had been recently manicured in anticipation of this week. Both girls attacked Coach Sugar's pussy with equal parts lust and curiosity. Coach Sugar knew that she would soon have to send her eager pupils back to their dorm lest they miss bed check. Lifting both girls with her hands on their small breasts, Coach Sugar bent them over her office desk and widened their legs with her hands. Char's vagina was entered first by the coaches tongue. Simultaneously, Coach Sugar fondled and probed Nancy's pussy with her fingers. Char was startled and straightened up when Coach Sugar's tongue unexpectedly entered her anus. She had Nancy help hold down Char before performing the same acts with her tongue on Nancy, who accepted it more readily. Coach Sugar contentedly rubbed her pussy as she instructed the two girls to return to their dorms. Obviously, she reminded them, no one needed to know about anything that had happened that day. Knowing that they were rooming together, she reminded the two girls to lock their doors whenever they wanted to be intimate. Char and Nancy spent that night naked, and in each other's arms. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> With every day that went by, Susan Pingleton longed to be in Gabby Lux's bed. Worse yet, she wasn't sure if her best friend, Kelly Monahan believed her story that she had been seduced by the All-American pitcher in her shower. Every time that Susan saw Gabby, she was surrounded by a bevy of other girls which made intimate conversation impossible. Seeing that Susan was trying to speak with her, and wanting to be discreet, the two girls played catch some distance from the rest of the group. (Throwing the ball to Susan) "What's up, cutie?" Asked Gabby. (Thwack! The ball was caught in Susan's glove). "Well, uh, I'd like to continue what we started the other day. (Susan threw the ball to Gabby) "Oh, yeah?" Said Gabby, sounding interested. (Thwack! Gabby caught the ball). "We'd be taking a chance," Gabby answered rationally. Susan held on to the ball. "My room mate is looking for a hookup. If we're both involved, there's no one to rat us out." Gabby was impressed. Susan was quite the little conniver for a 15-year-old. "Let me get back to you," was all that Gabby said. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>> It was now Thursday afternoon. After this night there would only be one more day and night of the camp. Susan was worried that she was running out of time and opportunity with the beautiful pitcher. Gabby had done her homework. She had looked up in the camp records that Susan's room mate was Kelly Monahan. Gabby had conspired with her own room mate, Connie Cannizaro, and together they had checked out Kelly to see if Connie was interested. Kelly was a beautiful, fair-skinned strawberry blonde. She looked more mature than her 16-years. With skin that easily burned, it was hard to tell what Kelly had under her softball uniform, but her pretty face was enough to convince Connie to move forward. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Arrangements were discreetly made for Susan and Kelly to knock twice and Gabby and Connie's dorm room door at 7:15 p.m. The two were dressed simply in shorts and t-shirts. The two teens looked around as they knocked on the door. No one was in sight. The door opened but there was no one in front of it to greet them. Entering the room, Susan and Kelly were met Gabby and Connie. Both were dressed in tiny bikinis. The girls immediately paired off wordlessly. Gabby took Susan into her arms, as Connie did with Kelly. Kelly was a little taken aback as Connie's tongue began search her mouth. Gabby placed Susan's hands on her ass as they tenderly kissed in the middle of the room. Susan was enraptured by Gabby's smooth skin and the sweet smell of her hair. The two slowly caressed the eager body of the other. As Susan looked to her side, Kelly was squirming at the tough of Connie's aggressive hands. Finally, Kelly grabbed both of Connie's hands in exasperation, and said, "Slow down. I've never done this before." Not realizing that Kelly was a virgin, Connie nodded her head that she understood. "There was plenty of time," she reasoned. Connie removed her bikini top and encouraged the 16-year-old to do as she wished. Connie was olive-skinned due to her Italian heritage, and her breasts were perky, and not large. Kelly's hands approached Connie's breasts cautiously. She had once briefly touched Susan's breasts, but they stopped quickly in fear of being caught. With no similar fears or constraints, Kelly squeezed and kneaded Connie's adult breasts. Kelly took her time she wanted to remember this forever. Connie was eager for Kelly to enjoy the foreplay, it was a good sign that she was starting to get into it. Suddenly Kelly's head lowered, and she began sucking and licking Connie's breasts, moving back and forth between them. Susan's top was now off, and Gabby was unhooking her bra. Gabby then turned around and had Susan remove her bikini top, and positioned the 15-year-old's hand so that it was underneath Gabby's bikini bottoms. Susan contentedly rubbed one of Gabby's breasts while petting her pussy. Kelly was now completely naked. Not wearing a sports bra, her breasts were larger and fuller than they looked in a softball uniform. Connie was on her knees and was stroking Kelly's bushy, strawberry blonde pubic hair. Suddenly, Gabby announced, "Let's go in the bedroom." The two small beds in the room had been pushed together. Kelly was positioned on her beck. Connie spread her legs wide and began to eat her virgin pussy. The touch and tongue of another girl were brand-new sensations for the high school first baseman. Kelly pulled at Connie's dark hair before convulsing in an orgasm, Connie crawled on top of Kelly's slender 5'7" body, and began to devour the teenager's large breasts. Squeezing each one with both hands, Connie appeared to be trying to swallow them whole. Gabby was on all fours as Susan approached the 21-year-old from behind. This would be the first pussy that she had licked, and she was determined to demonstrate all that she had learned that week. With one long swipe with her tongue she managed to make Gabby twitch. She then slowly began to build her speed as she licked the All-American pitcher more vigorously. Susan's hands explored all that they could reach, as she spread Gabby's butt-cheeks, and reached around to cup Gabby's breasts. With encouragement from the older girl who she hit the right spots, Susan managed to deliver her first-ever orgasm. Connie and Kelly were soon on the other side of the bed, with Connie's face between Susan's legs, and Kelly sitting on Gabby's face. Unsurprisingly, it had turned into a lesbian orgy among the softball players. Although the college team mates did not make love with each other, they managed to persuade Susan to eat Kelly's strawberry blonde pussy before the evening ended. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Saturday morning came sooner than anyone had hoped for. Susan's mother picked up both teens for their relatively short drive back to the town of Hillsdale. The girls stowed their luggage and gear in the back of the SUV, and sat together in the back of the vehicle. Susan's mother innocently asked, "How was camp?" Susan answered for the pair, "I think we both learned a lot." Susan's hand was between Kelly's legs. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The End. Please support this wonderful site.