“Goal!”

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“Goal!”Charlie’s hands were over her head before the announcer’s call reached her ears. She turned and ran to embrace Cat, who had kicked the cross pass Charlie had headed passed the fingertips of the goalie. Cat was racing to embrace her. Only moments after they embraced, the rest of the team was hugging them both, all of them trying to get a hand on them. Charlie’s goal had won the game in front of the host team’s fans. The two of them almost lost their footing in the exuberant crush of their teammates.As Charlie caught her balance, she felt a hand on her breast. That didn’t surprise her; that had happened before in that situation when she had made a goal, and she had made many. Someone’s hand had just slid there when the whole team so enthusiastically wanted to congratulate her. A couple of times it seemed like half the team had been lying on her. When a hand had slid to her breast, it slid away again.This time it didn’t! Fingers were holding her breast through her jersey and sports bra. Whose fingers? Someone’s behind her, and they still were. She didn’t mind a teammate’s holding her breast, but not on the field! Could the someone feel that her nipple had popped out in her palm?Charlie knew that her nipples and breasts were larger than those of her teammates – except for their tall goalie’s, but which one was still holding her breast?The referee urged them to break up to continue the last few minutes of the match.In the locker room and under the showers, Charlie – Charline – glanced around, still wondering whose hand it could have been. Not Cat’s – Catherine’s, since they had been facing each other. Could it have been one of the two new young members on the Under-23 team? They both had seemed a little shy, however. Charlie chuckled silently to herself with the thought that even if they seemed shy, it couldn’t surprise them that the girls on the team washed each others’ backs – and more sometimes after the coach had disappeared. Those two had transferred from another club, had not been on the Under-21 squad, like most of the team. Charlie knew that went on after the younger team’s training and games.That had surprised her back then, especially the first time someone’s fingers slid around her side and rubbed the side of her breast. A girl wanted to touch her there?! That had been when she joined the Under-19 team. The older girl on the team had wanted to touch her there, and not just there, as Charlie discovered after their first game away. By then she had understood that the girls on the soccer team didn’t just like boys. Maybe some of them really didn’t, but – she rationalized – if they liked to do something with girls, why shouldn’t she also, better than nothing, if there weren’t boys around. It wasn’t just better than nothing, also better than with the couple of boys she had been in bed with, and she liked to do it as much as she liked someone to do it to her. Had she with all the girls on the Under-19 team?Then she had discovered that the Under-21 boys were great fans of the Under-19 girls. Had they all wanted to see more of her because she made so many goals or because they liked her breasts? They had, not all of that squad, not even the whole first team, but a few of them. She liked boys just as much, liked especially that they were better than the teenagers she had slept with before. But her teammates were always there, in the shower, sharing rooms on trips, and they tasted better. She didn’t discover that until she was on the Under-21 squad, then having fun with the boys’ Under-23.Those two new girls must know all about that. Of course they must; they both had shaven pussies, like most girls on the Under-23 squad. In Charlies’s Under-19 squad, they all hadn’t shaved, but that had been a few years ago. She recalled the first time her nose had been tickled by that older girl’s brown pubic hair, and then by the redhead’s. Hers was really red. When she and a couple of the others joined the Under-21 team, they saw that most of them shaved. Big girls now, adults, they did too. Nice smooth pussies, sweet tasting pussies. She had learned to enjoy sucking a cock, but pussies tasted better – all of them. Once they had had an orgy, after their last game of the season, drinking, all crowding in two rooms in the hotel. Had anyone seen them flitting naked in the corridor between the rooms?All that had been going through her mind under the shower. Cat had started washing her back, sort of a tradition that the girl who made a goal would be washed by the one who had assisted. Charlie’s goal was the team’s third one in the game, so the back-washing had started with the three pairs, the other girls waiting almost respectfully before they chose a partner. Charlie smiled at seeing the two new girls together, and chuckled with a nod, when Cat’s soapy hand found her breast – not for the first time after a game. She suddenly remembered her question about whose hand had held it after her goal. he and Cat weren’t roommates, but they knew that that they would be bedmates.Then Charlie was washing Cat’s back, smiling at her roommate, who was washing another teammate. They both winked. Charlie couldn’t remember having seen those two together, but didn’t worry about how the rest of the squad would pair off. Sure, the two lesbian couples were together, but the rest of them weren’t particular. Hadn’t they all paired off one way or another since they had been Under-19?Charlie’s hand slid unhesitatingly around Cat’s side and cupped around her small, very firm breast, her fingers then squeezing her aroused nipple between her fingers. Cat nodded with a chuckle. Charlie moaned softly, feeling her pussy go moist. Why did they have to wait until after dinner? She did something she had never done in the shower before. Her other hand slid down around Cat’s waist, onto the bottom of her tight stomach, and then her fingers slid down, feeling the stubble of Cat’s pubic hair. Cat responded with a surprised “hmm!” but her hips rocked up, inviting Charlie’s fingers to slide further. She squeezed Cat’s breast and let them. They had been there before, but not under the showers with others around.Cat couldn’t really want her fingers to rub down past the start of her slit? She could? Her hips rocked up again. Was her pussy as aroused as her own? Charlie pressed Cat’s hips back against her own, rocking them up against Cat’s ass – tight, firm ass – but it rocked up again. It really wanted Charlie’s fingers to explore further? If Cat’s pussy was as aroused as her own? Her fingers were eager to find out. Too hell with what others could think. Maybe they weren’t looking.Cat moaned, and her hips twitched, but she blurted out softly: “Fuck! But not here!”Out of the corner of her eye, Charlie noticed heads turning down the row of showers. Reluctantly her hand slid up. She turned her head with a wry smile, seeing that others were washing each other in pairs, a couple also fondling breasts, but none as far along as she had been. They all snickered softly, smirking. A girl, whom she knew from being together since they had both been on the Under-19 squad, grinned and said: “Maybe we would have too.”She was also holding her partner’s breast, and her other hand slid down. Her partner chuckled with a slight nod, but she grabbed the hand and drew it back up, murmuring: “But not here.”There were more chuckles and nods. Charlie suddenly wondered if the person who had designed the clubhouse with just a dozen showers for twice as many girls had anticipated how they all would wash and what they would then want to do.They did. They quickly finished their showers and dried themselves, exchanging smirks, chuckling when they all didn’t put on a bra under their shirts. Cat grinned and rubbed her fingers over Charlie’s breasts, making her nipples pop out, then tweaking them and winking at the other girls. Charlie nodded with hum and murmured: “Just not here.”There was a chorus of agreeing hums as they all hurried to finish dressing, and then rushed to the bus to return to their hotel. Charlie and Cat found a seat in the back, sitting with their hands on each other’s thigh, their fingers rubbing, creeping down a little and creeping up . When they saw that the girls in the seat across the aisle were doing the same, they all nodded with smirks, and the fingers of four hands crept up closer between eight thighs. Cat’s thighs twitched together, and she murmured:”Don’t make me go wet – not yet.””Or you, me, not yet,” Charlie replied, squeezing Cat’s hand between her thighs and licking her lips. Then she moaned softly and held her breast, rubbing a finger over her aroused nipple. Cat noticed and moaned, then chuckling and murmuring:”Too late; I am already.””Me too,” Charlie agreed, pinching her nipple, as her other hand slid the last bit right up in Cat’s crotch.Cat’s thighs clamped together but then relaxed, inviting Charlie’s fingers rub. Her thighs twitched apart, inviting Cat to arouse her. Her fingers did. They were both looking straight ahead, exchanging almost silent moans. Then they heard one of the girls across the aisle chuckle and murmur: “Ours are too.”They both glanced over and saw that the other girls’ hands were just as deep between the other’s thighs. They all hummed with smirks, and their thighs twitched. Cat murmured: “Gonna be good.”They all nodded with moans and looked ahead again. During the last few minutes to their hotel, their fingers were less active, but their thighs twitching together on them. Charlie murmured:”Wet.””You too.””Um-hmm! And you taste so good.””Not better than you do.””Mmmm!” they both responded with growling moans.Charlie hoped that how wet her pussy was wouldn’t show on her Bermuda shorts when they got off the bus, then wondering if all the other girls had been doing what she and Cat and the other two had been. She hoped so, confident that her roommate understood that she and Cat were going to be in their room, only vaguely remembering that her roommate had been with someone else under the shower. That had always worked out.As the bus was slowing down at the hotel, she rubbed Cat’s pussy again and felt her fingers rub hers. They both knew what they were going to do. Of course, Cat’s pussy tasted good, “so good.” They all did, but she always thought that the one she was about to lick tasted best. Cat’s was going to, and hers was for Cat. How many times had they tasted each other’s pussy?They were getting off the bus. Charlie’s question to herself was uncomfortable. Shouldn’t she know how many times she had enjoyed sex with someone, not just Cat? How many goals had she made on a pass from Cat? But that hadn’t been the only times they had been in bed together. It couldn’t have been, a few times after just training. She blushed at the thought that she didn’t know, and more at her related question: how many girls’ pussy had she tasted?! Not all the ones on the Under-23 squad – not yet. Not yet?!Who had been holding her breast after her goal? Had she tasted all the girls on the Under-21 team? She didn’t think so, but the Under-19 team? She snorted. She didn’t think so, but for sure all the ones who had been good enough then to be with her on the Under-21 squad.She almost chuckled, recalling that the few of them had celebrated a reunion when they were accepted on the Under-21 squad. She had to chuckle out loud, recalling that that was the first time they had had group sex, not just one on one, three of them, four of them. While she had been licking one’s pussy, another one had been licking hers, and someone way down on the bed had been licking hers.That hadn’t been the only time that happened, There was no way she could count the times and ways she had licked other girls’ pussy. Too many? Not enough, when there wasn’t a cock for her to have in her pussy or to suck? But now, right now, she wanted to lick a pussy and have hers licked, and she knew that Cat could and would as good as she could wish.In the hotel lobby, the girls all tried to act normal, exchanging comments about the game and that they would meet for dinner. While they waited for the elevator, with their backs to the lobby, they then smirked, however, not just Charlie and Cat and the girls they had seen in the bus. The ones nearest the elevator crowded into it, more than the number of passengers on the sign, but they weren’t as heavy as the average weight that number was based on. When the door closed, they all chuckled and hands moved, in the crush rubbing the first firm ass they found. Charlie felt two on her ass, only one of them Cat’s. Could the other one be the hand that had held her breast after her goal? Another time, if it was, if that girl was wanting to do more with her.Right now one of hers and Cat’s hand were clasping their hips together, Cat’s firm breasts pressed against her softer ones. Could Cat feel that her her nipples were hard? Could she feel that hers were, or just knew that they were? The elevator door opened, and they all crowded out, separating in pairs with calls of “Till dinner.”That reminded Charlie that after dinner she would be sleeping with her roommate for the trip, sleeping with her the way they had the previous trip together. She wonder who Cat’s roommate was, couldn’t remember whom she had slept with that trip. That didn’t matter; they both – and their roommates – just loved pussy, almost anyone’s, and loved cocks just as much. She knew Cat also did from talk after being together a couple of times, confirming that they weren’t lesbians. They both had admitted that they hadn’t liked that the one or two girls they had slept with had made more personal remarks, not just that it had been so good, but that it had been so good with them.It sure had been good with the ones Charlie had been with; girls like that should be able to do it better. Were their pussies – undefiled by a cock – somehow more delicious! They sure had tasted good and been tight around her fingers – like her own had been after she deflowered herself. But those girls couldn’t know how much better a cock could feel in their pussies.Charlie had to unlock didim escort the door to her room. Cat rushed in, pulling up her polo shirt, then turning to grin at Charlie. Cat’s aroused nipples in the middle of her firm breasts made Charlie forget all her thoughts in the corridor. Her own nipples were poking bulges in her shirt. Before she could strip off her shirt, Cat moaned and said: “I want to suck them.”That wasn’t the first time Charlie had heard Cat say that. The first time she hadn’t been so direct, waiting till they were both fondling the other’s breasts. Now Charlie knew what she meant, knew how she wanted them to start. Her pussy was wet again in anticipation, even though she know that they both were first going to suck breasts and how. Cat’s firm ones stood up, even when she was lying on her back, especially when her nipples were aroused, and Charlie’s hung down, when she was over her. She had glance back at them their first time and had been very pleased to see their nice, full form and her aroused nipples – before one had disappeared between Cat’s nibbling lips and felt her licking tongue. Then her lips and tongue had been trying to return the arousal her nipple had felt. They were both moaning as they pushed their shorts and panties down, kicking off their sandals:”Nipples,” Cat murmured, tearing her eyes away from Charlie’s so aroused one to turn and whip back the covers on the the nearest bed. She dropped down on the bed, well down on it. Charlie nodded with a moan and joined her with her feet at the headboard, leaning down over Cat.Their mouths found a nipple, and they both moaned deeply, and one of their hands found the others breast, grasping it, and then fingers were trying to emulate what their mouths were doing. Not good enough; one of them urged the other one to suck and lick her other nipple. With soft chuckles, they both did, then moaning again. When Charlie’s thighs twitched, Cat’s did, more than just twitching, wagging, and Cat’s hands slid back on Charlie’s ass and urged her to move down over her.They had been there before; they both nodded with a final lick and suck, and Charlie almost dove down over Cat, burying her face between her thighs – finally the taste of her so wet pussy! Was her own dripping over Cat’s mouth? It was wet enough to be dripping. Her tongue was delighted to find that Cat’s was wet below her opening, and more delighted to feel Cat’s tongue in hers.Pussy was just so good! She grasped Cat’s hips and rolled them both on their sides. Even though they were both so aroused, she knew that Cat also enjoyed resting her head on her thigh. Even though they were both making the other’s hips twitch, it was so good that way, better for the one on the bottom, not having to raise her head to do what Cat’s eager tongue was, like her own was.What was it like for Cat’s tongue to lick her pussy – not just Cat’s tongue, all the others? She would love to be able to lick her own pussy. She knew how good it tasted – long before she tasted another girl’s. Then, after she had, she had used a mirror to look at her own and compared it with the ones she had licked. She didn’t repeat that experiment, remembering the lovely young pink ones, thinking that they looked more attractive than her own. Then, however, she recalled the other pussies that looked more like hers – also like Cat’s did – and that not just Cat’s had been juicer than those younger, pink pussy.Should a girl who liked cocks just as much have so many thoughts about pussies, she wondered, admitting to herself that she did, at least when she was licking and tasting one, especially one that she knew was going to spurt in her her mouth. The cocks always did, of course, now that she let them and appreciated how good it was for them, but she really loved to feel a pussy squirt, and to feel her own squirt and feel and hear whoever was making it, like she was looking forward to tasting and feeling Cat’s squirt in her mouth.Did she like being able to play with her inner pussy lips, or did she prefer a pussy with smaller ones? Were those girls more virginal? Nice thought, but they all – the few like that – weren’t, especially the one who had been with her that time when they both were with the Under-23 guys.Had they really been licking each others pussies with the guys watching? Not for long had they just watched! Had it only been the four of them? No, the shy guy had been there, younger, not from their club, not coming up through the younger teams. The girl on her team had almost had to seduce him. Shit! She had slept with him too! He sure wasn’t shy then – thanks “sister” – licking and fucking as good as the other guys on the Under-23 squad.God, she loved sex -.with anyone. any way, when a girl was doing for her what she was doing for her, and Cat was. They both knew what they wanted, to give each other squiring orgasms. Guys couldn’t always do that.Charlie clutched Cat’s ass to her face and sucked and nibbled where she knew Cat wanted to feel it, and moaned, when Cat did the same. Fuck! They could do it so good! Not “fuck,” but just as good, just as arousing, just as satisfying!It was for both of them. They both moaned, extending their thighs, that had been quivering and rocking their twitching hips. After another long moan, Cat murmured: “Sure am glad that I made that cross pass.””Hm-hmm! Me too; we just do this so good.””Like how you headed my pass in the goal.””Not without your perfect pass.””And how you made me come,” Cat enjoined.”And how you did too. Hm-hmm! Perfect on the field and in bed.””You said it! … Think that occurs to anyone in the stadium?”And if they do? Who cares? And we do, not just us.””Hmmm! The whole squad, it’s just so easy.””And so good! Hope the boys don’t.””Hm-hmm! Not the way they like to with us.””Maybe not a couple, not ones I can think of, but if they’re like a couple of girls on our squad.””But they still like pussies.””I don’t want to think about guys’ liking cocks.””No problem; their fault if they don’t want to know how good our pussies are.””We do! But peepee!””Hm-hmm! Thought your pussy was as wet as it could be.””It was, but not like now.”They snickered and hurried to the bathroom.They were the last ones down in the restaurant, greeted with smirking nods. A couple of years earlier, they would have blushed, but now they just grinned, returning the others’ nods. When they saw that there were two place free at the table of their coach and the male manager, they were slightly embarrassed. He congratulated them for winning the game. That was all right, until their coached winked and said:”Great goal, … been there, done that.”Charlie hoped she wasn’t blushing as much as she felt she was, not glancing at Cat to see if she was. She was very much relieved when the manager nodded and replied to her: “Like I remember several of your goals.”Then she did look at Cat, seeing her also relieved expression. but not without wondering if the coach had meant what she had understood. Had girls ten or more years before also “been there, done that” like she and Cat had? Why not? Their coach had nodded to the manager’s remark with a smile, but then at the girls, winking with the eye the manager couldn’t see. She had meant that!They finished their meal without any other innuendos, until the coach wished them a good night with a suggestive smile. Cat and Charlie survived that with neutral smiles, but at the elevator, they glanced at each other with wry smiles. All the other girls had already gone to their rooms, also their roommates. Cat murmured:”Want to again, … with her?”And you with your roommate?””Hmm? I guess so, and I don’t think I could suggest that she come along.””I would, if I were her.””Hm-hmm! Me too. Would yours want to join us?””I doubt it, that is, I don’t think I could ask her,” Cat replied in the elevator.”Hm-hm-hmm! She just wants to lick your pussy?””Hope she can, as good as you did.””Hmm! She’d better, if she wants to know what’s good.””Same for your roommate.”They smirked with nods and went to their rooms. After that conversation, Charlie was wonder how it would be to see her roommate. Of course, they had done everything they could with each other, why they were sharing a room, but until then Charlie hadn’t had to, wanted to have sex with another girl before dinner.She opened the door. “Tricks” – Patricia – was lying in the bed she had assumed was hers, and whipped back the covers, revealing that she was naked, smiling with moan and saying:”Finally. I guess you had to sit with them longer.”Charlie nodded, forgetting about Cat and her roommate at the view of Tricks and her now opened thighs. Her pubic hair couldn’t conceal her pussy lips. Tricks didn’t want them to. Her hand reached down and rubbed, then spreading her pussy lips. Charlie’s pussy was suddenly all wet.It hadn’t been like this with Tricks before, very good, but not starting like this. Charlie grinned with a nod, whipping off her polo shirt, then pushing her bra up past her breasts before she reached back to unhook it. Tricks smirked with a nod, and Charlie saw one of her fingers rub between her pussy lips. She knew where it was rubbing, knew with her tongue where is was rubbing. Thank goodness she wasn’t a lesbian who wanted sex to be emotional; she just wanted it to be as arousing as it could be, enjoying almost as much when she could make it that good for whomever, now Tricks.Her shorts and panties slid down. Could Tricks see that her pussy was already wet? But first she had to use the toilet.”Peepee,” she murmured.”Hurry; I’ve been waiting long enough.”Over the sound of her stream in the toilet, Charlie asked:”Didn’t you before dinner?””Yeah, of course. When we saw you and Cat together, Connie, her roommate, and I hooked up, first time.””I haven’t with her.””You should! Or maybe you shouldn’t,” Tricks revised her opinion.Charlie had flushed and was washing her pussy. Above the sound of the water, she asked: “I should, I shouldn’t?”Tricks snickered and replied:”Oh, you should, just didn’t want you to sleep with her the next game away.””Why not?””Hmmm! I thought we went all wet, squirted a little, but she’s a fountain!””Oooh! Like in some porno video?””Not one I have seen, better.”Charlie was returning to the room as she replied:”Like that?! I guess Cat must know. At least, she didn’t complain that I’m not.””Might complain that her bed is so wet, but mine here was too. Besides, why should she complain, if you did it as good as I know you can. Do!”Tricks raised her leg straight up and spread her pussy lips. They both smirked with deep moans.Charlie knew why she liked her as a roommate; they could both be so direct and open about sex, saying what, how they wanted it, talking about what they did with other girls – and boys. They had done that too. It was obvious that they weren’t going to start like she and Cat had, and like she and Tricks sometimes started. Tricks didn’t want or need any warm-up, and she didn’t either.She dropped down on the bed, her head on Tricks’ drawn up thigh, drawing hers up under Tricks’ head. With chuckling moans, they rolled together, their other thighs immediately almost parallel over the other’s body, and buried their faces between each other’s thighs. They grasped each other’s ass and began to lick.For a moment, Charlie’s tongue recognized the differences between Cat’s and Tricks’ pussies, but then it was just delighting at being again in Tricks’, and her pussy was delighting at feeling what Tricks’ so experienced tongue was doing. She wasn’t lesbian, but she loved the familiarity of sharing sex with Tricks, the confidence that it was going to be so good again. It had been with Cat, and not for the first time, but it was just so familiar and nice again to be licking and tasting Tricks’ pussy and knowing that she was also enjoying tasting and licking hers.It was only a few minutes until their faces were both wet, wet as they always were. Charlie recalled what Tricks had said about their about their squirting a little, and then that Connie had been a fountain. They rolled back and fondled each other’s breast, sighing and chuckling. They had done it again and as good as always.Charlie scrambled around, and they kissed, more licking around to taste their own pussy juice, both chuckling at their doing what they always did. After a few moments, Charlie asked:”And Connie, a fountain?””Hm-hmm! Maybe a geyser. She wanted us to take turns, fine with me, and wanted to go first, even finer. It was, and then it was my turn, down between her legs. Hm-hmm! Then I discovered why she wanted us to do it that way. I don’t think geysers spurt that often, not Old Faithful, but she did. After the first time, I thought that must have been enough, but then she caught her breath and pressed my head back down between her thighs again. Okay, anything she wanted, but I hadn’t expected that she could spurt again like that. She could! And that was only the second time.””Geez?! Really?!”Um-hmm, and a couple more times.””Oh my God! Really?””My tongue and fingers were tired.””Hmm, of course, with your fingers too, like that.””My hand all wet.””I can imagine, … Hm-hmm! Think we could that much, if we did it that way?””Hmm! I doubt it, not me, at least. I’ve finger-fucked myself lots of times … “”Who hasn’t?” Charlie interjected. Tricks continued:”With both hands and had multiple orgasms, well, three or four. Yeah, once, five, but I never came like Connie did.””Hmm? Don’t think I ever did it that many times. But we have doubled a couple of times.””I remember. Fucking good! Well that’s not the right word.””Almost that good.”Tricks chuckled and asked:”When was the last time you had cock?””You want one? Let me see. Sunday, two weeks ago.””Better than what we do?””Hmm? Just different. Oh, of course, it was good. Hm-hmm! I was sitting on him. He was surprised when I wanted to rub myself, but then he loved it. I made him cum, just sitting on him, rocking my hips and rubbing. Oh, that was good, feeling his cock surging in my pussy, and then his hips twitched, and I could really feel him cumming escort didim in me. Can’t feel that when we’re fucking, you know, in and out.””Oooh! Does he have a friend?””Hm-hmm! If you want to do that, I bet he does.”They both snickered. Then Charlie chuckled and remarked:”And then I really fucked him. Had I cum with him before? Whatever, if I had or hadn’t, I wanted to fuck. I love to be on top. I sure did then.””Mmmm! He’d better have a friend. How did you meet him? On one of the teams?””A girl’s brother. He wanted to congratulate me after my goal a week earlier.””And did, and wanted to date you?””Something like that.””And just after a first date?””I didn’t want him to think that we’re all lesbian.””Hm-hmm! Guess you demonstrated that.””He was a little worried about his sister.”Tricks snickered and said:”She could have shown him.””Did you? Your brother?!””He knows I like boys. Hmm? Don’t know if he imagines what we all do.””Probably, maybe just not you.””And if he does? Hm-hmm! I wonder if he can do it as good.””Lick your pussy?””Or yours.””If he wants to try,” Charlie replied with a snicker.They both chuckled and agreed that they should sleep, then with more chuckles when one suggested that they could again in the morning. Charlie turned over, and Tricks reached around and held her breast. One way or the other, that was how they always went to sleep, but this time Charlie was suddenly reminded of the hand that had held her breast after her goal.Whose could it have been? It had to be a girl she hadn’t slept with; one of them wouldn’t have done that. Who else? Connie, the pussy fountain, geyser? But she had also been on the Under-21 squad; could have done that long before. Why hadn’t they ever hooked up? It must have been one of the new, younger girl, one that had transferred for another club. Which one? If she wanted to hold her breast, it must mean something. Did the girls in her club all do what she and Tricks and Cat and Connie did – and all the rest of them? She fell asleep with her hand on Tricks’.It wasn’t there in the morning. Charlie was awakened by Tricks’ moving back and urging her to roll back, and then Tricks was curling down over her. Her mouth found Charlie’s warm, soft nipple. For a moment, Charlie didn’t know where she was, where they were, but it could only be Tricks waking her like that. Her nipple stiffened, and she gave a soft, encouraging “um-hmm.”Tricks caught it between her teeth and nodded with chuckle. Her hand slid up and cupped around Charlie’s other breast, who responded with more pronounced hum of approval. She knew what Tricks was going to do next. After she had aroused Charlie’s other nipple, her hand slid straight down to her pussy. Charlie rolled her thighs apart with another hum of approval and finally opened her eyes, pleased to see that it was just dawning; there was plenty of time for her to do whatever Tricks wanted her to do in return.Tricks’ fingers reacquainted themselves with her pussy, gently spreading her lips and finding her inner ones, not yet trying to arouse her, waiting for her pussy to go moist. It was so nice and familiar! Charlie knew Tricks would wait until she drew her thighs up to suggested she do more. Then she suddenly wondered if Tricks’ fingers were feeling how Connie’s pussy had been different, like her tongue had recognized differences between Tricks’ and Cat’s pussies. They were all a little different, but all so good, even the couple that looked kind of sloppy with bigger, wrinkled inner lips, but they were just as good when she could suck and nibble on them.She hummed; Tricks was rubbing over her clitoris. Forget about other pussies; a fingertip was rubbing over her opening. Was it already wet? She drew her thighs up. Tricks sucked on her nipple and nodded, and the fingertip probed. Tricks nodded again with a chuckle. Charlie’s thighs drew up more and flopped apart. The finger slipped easily in, and they exchanged chuckling moans. The finger squirmed in her. Then it slipped out, to Charlie’s surprise, but she understood why, when Tricks hand slip up and she release her nipple and sucked on her finger. They both chuckled again.Then her hand was back on her pussy, and one and then two fingers were squirming in her. Charlie moaned, appreciating that Tricks was also sucking her nipple again. She held her other breast, thinking: okay like this, just fingers but just as good, more like a cock.When a third finger was in her, it really was more like a cock. They couldn’t fuck as deep as one could, but they could do something a cock couldn’t so intentionally do – stupid cocks. Tricks’ “intelligent” fingers knew where her g-spot was and knew what it wanted. Charlie moaned and pinched her nipple, as her hips twitched. Her other hand was now hugging Tricks’ head to her other breast.”Fuck!” she blurted. Tricks’ hand was jerking in her pussy, her so wet, clutching pussy, and her hips were jerking, trying to accentuate the movement of Tricks’ hand. Her thighs were quivering uncontrollably. She was gasping and groaning. She came! Tricks growled. Charlie’s thighs snapped together on her hand, clamping to hold it still.After a couple of long sighing, deep moans, she exclaimed softly: “Fuck! That was good.”Tricks nodded. Charlie’s thighs flopped open again, as she relaxed with more long sighs. Then suddenly Tricks’ hand was jerking again, just as vigorously. Charlie gasped.”Fuck! Again?!” she thought, but her hips were already twitching again. Her pussy wanted it, even if she could only question if she did. If her pussy wanted it, she had no choice and let it happen all over again. When her thighs clamped together again, she held them together until she had recovered enough to think to grasp Tricks’ hand and hold it still. Then her legs relaxed, her feet sliding down the bed.Tricks chuckled, keeping her fingers still, but murmuring:”That was good. I loved it, but now you’d better do it to me. I’m almost as wet as you are.””I’ll try. Just like that, the same way?””Hm-hmm! Any way that is as good.”Tricks rolled back and put all three fingers in her mouth, then snickered and asked:”Did I ever tell you that you taste good?””Hm-hmm! Almost every time, I think. You do too.”They grinned at each other, and Charlie rolled towards Tricks and did everything she had. The only difference was that after Tricks’ second orgasm she didn’t grasp Charlie’s hand. Charlie released her nipple and looked up at her questioningly. Tricks smirked and said:”If your fucking fingers aren’t too tired.””You’re a fucking fiend!””Maybe. If you want, next time you can have another one.””Fuck!” Charlie muttered and did with her fingers.* * *On the way to training on Monday, Charlie was a little surprised that she hadn’t thought again about that hand on her breast, then chuckling as she rationalized that two orgasms Saturday night and two more Sunday morning probably had been enough to take her mind of sex. Now, however, she was wondering again about the hand – whose? On the way to the clubhouse, she recognized one of the new girls approaching on the other side of the street.At the start of the training, she was again congratulated for winning the game for the team. She included Cat, saying: “But only because Cat kicked such a perfect pass.” After the training, the back-washing under the showers did include a few breasts, but it stopped with that. After games, especially games away when they were sharing rooms, they all let it become more suggestive.Outside the clubhouse, Charlie waited on the other side of the street for the other girl. She didn’t seem to notice Charlie, until she walked in the same direction, away from where she normally would. When the girl did notice her, she stopped and let Charlie join her, giving her a slightly embarrassed smile. Charlie smiled back with a quizzical shrug. The girl, a tall, slender defender, smiled wryly and murmured:”Yeah, if you’re wondering. Sorry, my hand.””I was wondering, didn’t mind, just surprised.””It was just there, suddenly; shouldn’t have kept holding it. Sorry.””No need to apologize; you know what goes on here.”The girl, Bobbie, almost laughed, looking more at ease, and replied:”I sure do now, don’t mind either, but I was surprised the first time after a game.””I’ve wondered sometimes what went on in the other team’s clubhouses.””Hmm! Not that, at least not in my former club. Oh, I think we all knew about some girls, but just those, if you know what I mean. Whatever, under the showers it wasn’t like that. But that wasn’t what I was suggesting.””I didn’t think so,” Charlie replied – not entirely honestly.After a few steps, Bobbie wrinkled her nose and replied:”That’s good. It was just there, in my hand. Jeez, I was really surprised the first time someone offered to wash my back, but everyone else was. We just washed each other’s back, but I saw that a couple of others were, … well, you know.”Charlie nodded, after another step remarking:”Kind of infectious.””Hmm? Something like that. If that’s the way it is here, …” Bobbie remarked with a slight smile.They took a couple of more steps, then she continued:”Oh, of course, I was a little curious about what girls did together. Well, I could imagine that, of course. Hm-hmm! And a couple of guys had, better than what a couple of others hadn’t.”They both snickered, exchanging grins. Bobbie grinned wryly and said:”Yeah, well so, when one of you didn’t just want to wash my back, I let her and did too. Mmmm! Maybe I always wanted to hold someone else’s, since we started wearing bras.””I think I did too,” Charlie agreed, but wondering if she had back when she needed a bra more than her classmates.Bobbie smiled and remarked:”Guess I don’t have to tell more. I’m glad I’m on the team and … how it is with you all.””And you do a great job on defense.””Thanks. We don’t get so much credit in the back field.””Unless there is a corner and you can head it in.””Not yet. But you wouldn’t be kicking the corner, not like Cat’s pass to you.”Charlie recognized the veiled inference that Bobbie understood that she and Cat hadn’t just been under the shower together, suddenly wondering if the goalie paired off with a girl who had made a save that would have gone against the goalie’s record. She liked the idea and hoped so, then suggesting: “Maybe that isn’t the only way to meet new girls.”Bobbie almost grinned, nodding. Charlie nodded with a smile and added:”Doesn’t have to be the only way.”Bobbie’s eyebrows shot up. Charlie wasn’t sure if she was really implying that she wanted sleep with Bobbie or just making conversation, then rationalizing that it would be good to include her with the girls at the other end of the field, rationalizing again that it would give her more confidence as a new member of the team. They took a couple more steps in silence, then Bobbie murmured: “I like to do it. Wasn’t sure I would, but, of course, you all do.”Charlie nodded and replied softly:”I wasn’t either, the first time, … but if she had wanted to …””Hmm! Something like that!” Bobbie replied with a grin.They looked at each other with smirking smiles. Charlie chuckled and murmured:”Don’t hold it here on the street.””Oooh! How did it occur to you that I was thinking that?””Wishful thinking,” Charlie replied with a grin.She rubbed her arm over her aroused nipples, noticing that Bobbie’s had also popped out. It looked like she wasn’t wearing a bra. She didn’t need to for her slender figure, Charlie thought, recalling having seen her naked, but her nipples had been very attractive and were more so now, especially after their conversation. Bobbie noticed her glance with a wry smile. To Charlie’s surprise, she didn’t rub her arm over them, just murmuring:”Also wishful thinking, … that mine were a little more like yours.””I like them like they are, especially that way.”Bobbie glance down at the prominent bumps in her blouse and then over at Charlie’s face with pleased expression.”Wouldn’t just want to hold them,” Charlie murmured, surprised at her spontaneous remark.”Yours too,” Bobbie replied softly, then blushing.”Both of us.” Charlie murmuredShe suddenly thought to see if anyone could overhear them. No one could. She looked back at Bobbie. Her blush had faded. She licked her lips and replied softly:”If you want to?””If you want to?” Charlie responded.Bobbie nodded, blushing again. Charlie nodded in reply, also licking her lips.She wished that she could also blush, almost regretting that she had had first-time sex with so many girls, all of them, but it had never started like this, always starting under the shower, sort of a part of the team spirit: we both know we’re going to do it, like everyone else does. Even the first time, when she had been eighteen, it had been like that, surprising, but not like this with Bobbie. This was entirely new – and better – she thought. And it was a whole lot better than the first time with a boy that she could remember. But she and Bobbie hadn’t yet, but they were going to. Charlie licked her lips again and murmured: “I want to.”Bobbie nodded again with the softest moan and held her hands over her aroused nipples. Her fingers squeezed her small breasts against her palms. Then she sniffed with wry expression, as though she hadn’t realized what she was doing. Her hands dropped, and she replied:”I do too, but not like in the showers, you know. I’ve gotten accustomed to that and don’t mind when a girl wants to start like that. Hm-hmm! I guess I don’t mind which one. I’ve never started it that way.””I know what you mean. I like this better. Have I ever started it that way? Not the first time with anyone – I think.”Bobbie nodded with smile and agreed:”Yeah, that’s what I meant. After we have already, she and I, well, then it’s my turn to go first.”They both nodded and chuckled. Then Bobbie asked:”Don’t you usually come to the club from the other direction?””Yes, but I can walk around the block, not much longer.”Bobbie didn’t immediately reply, but Charlie saw her nipples pop out again. Then Bobbie almost whispered:”Want to come to my place for supper. I can didim escort bayan make sandwiches or something – got some soup.”This time it was Charlie’s nipples that popped out, before she nodded and replied:”That would be nice, thank you.”They both smile slightly and shrugged, then smiled better and chuckled softly. They walked faster in silence and were soon at Bobbie’s studio apartment. She opened the door and let Charlie enter. Charlie glanced around and didn’t have to wonder why she looked for a moment longer at the bed before she heard Bobbie close the door.”Nice,” she murmured as she turned back her. Bobbie was just standing there with an intent expression on her face and with aroused nipples. Charlie’s popped out, and she saw Bobbie’s hands move slightly as she took a sudden breath and then exhaled sharply. She was looking at Charlie’s breasts, at her nipples. Her eyes looked up at her face. Charlie nodded very slightly, then smiled slightly and asked softly:”Who wants to hold them first?”Bobbie suddenly began to laugh, and Charlie then also had to. When they had recovered from the release of nervous tension, their nipples had relaxed. Bobbie chuckled with a grin and replied:”I already have, one.””Just one, and I haven’t yet,” Charlie replied, returning her grin and raising her forearms.Their nipples popped out again before they both had their hands near the other’s breasts. They chuckled and just rubbed the backs of their fingers over them. Their chuckles shifted to soft moans as they looked in each other’s eyes, both u*********sly pursing their lips. Bobbie moaned again and murmured:”I don’t think we ever kissed before we had done something, … or were doing it.””I don’t either, but then we sure did.””Uhm-hmmm,” Bobbie agreed, turning her hands and holding Charlie’s breasts.She held Bobbie’s. She had been right: she wasn’t wearing a bra. Bobbie must have had a similar thought; she murmured: “Not your sports bra.”They both chuckled, fondling each other, their fingers doing to each other’s nipples what they knew would feel arousing on their own. They moaned again, and then Charlie murmured:”Maybe I should take it off.”Bobbie nodded with a moan. They let go of each other and began to take off their polo shirts. Bobbie hesitated, waiting for Charlie to have hers off first. When she reached back to unhook her bra and it was loose, and she was about to slip the straps of her shoulders, Bobbie pulled her shirt off. They looked at each other, in their eyes, then at their bare breasts and aroused nipples, and both sighed with a moan. Their hands moved to hold them again, but then Charlie’s moved to suggest they embrace. Bobbie’s immediately did then too, and their hands slid around the other’s sides. Their breasts touched, and then they embraced, and after only a moment’s hesitation their lips met.It took another moment before they agreed which way to tilt their heads, and then their tongues found each other, both equally eager, as they pressed their hips together, not like girls usually hug each other. Their hands explored up and down on their bare backs. When one’s slid down and held the other’s ass, the other girl’s immediately followed, and their hips rocked up closer together.Charlie wondered how they would go further – how, not that they would. Then Bobbie retrieved her tongue and murmured:”My panties are all wet.””Mine too.”They exchanged moans, hugging, then chuckled and released each other, and began to take off their slacks. Bobbie chuckled again and said:”Maybe they aren’t that wet.””But we don’t want them to be,” Charlie agree with a grin.Bobbie nodded, returning her grin, as Charlie added, stepping out of her slacks:”But I liked that you mentioned them.””Had to say something,” Bobbie replied with a shrug, stepping out of hers.They both snickered and stripped off their panties – not without glancing at each other’s shaven pussy. They both glanced at Bobbie’s bed, then at each other and nodded. Bobbie took the couple of steps to it and flung back the covers, then looked back at Charlie. She wondered how they would do it, taking turns or both at once. They looked at each other, their eyes wandering up and down, taking in the other’s aroused nipples and stopping to look at the other’s pussy. Charlie could see the slight bulge of the hood of Bobbie’s clitoris at the top of her pussy lips and wondered what Bobbie was thinking about the sight of her own pussy. Bobbie moaned and murmured:”I can’t wait.””I can’t either,” Charlie agreed.Bobbie sighed with a moan and lay down, her head below the pillow, and opened her thighs. As Charlie joined her, she had the sudden thought: so much for more than just holding each other’s breasts; they could lick and suck them another time. Then her head was on Bobbie’s thigh and her thigh sliding up under Bobbie’s head. Charlie did have preference about pussies; she loved pink, virginal looking ones like Bobbie’s, still almost closed, so sweet looking.But she wasn’t a virgin, with boys, nor with girls, Charlie was quickly reminded, when Bobbie slid her hand under her waist and then was grasping her ass with both hands and burying her face between her thighs. She’d said that she couldn’t wait. She hadn’t. Charlie did the same, silently thanking her teammates – which ones? – for introducing Bobbie to the pleasures of girl-girl sex. She had said that she liked to do it. She did, she could, she was! Was what she was doing more arousing because they hadn’t started like all the times under the shower with all the other girls?Charlie thought it was, not just what Bobbie was doing, also her arousal at enjoying Bobbie’s pussy.It was many minutes later. Bobbie’s moans had been vibrating on Charlie’s clitoris. Bobbie’s hips had rocked and twitched in response to what Charlie’s mouth had been doing, but not more than her own hips had responded to what she had been doing. Had she been as wet as Bobbie – mini squirts? It had felt like it. She hoped Bobbie had enjoyed them as much as she had, their taste and that she had given her such a good orgasm. Or had it been more than one for both of them? Bobbie must have relished it both ways, continuing after her first little spurt and wanting Charlie to continue to arouse her after hers.They had rolled apart, after long sighs fondling one of the other’s b**sts without arousing nipples. Since Bobbie hadn’t said anything, that it had been so good or the like, Charlie wasn’t sure what to say, wondering if Bobbie was too surprised or chagrined that she invited Charlie to come to her apartment, that it bothered her that she so immediately wanted to have sex, now having to admit to herself that she had wanted more than she had realized. Bobbie still didn’t say anything. Charlie chuckled softly and rubbed Bobbie’s nipple and said:”We forgot that we didn’t want to just hold them.””Didn’t forget, just did get around to that, didn’t wait to.”Bobbie’s reply was in a matter-of-fact tone, and she rubbed and then squeezed Charlie’s nipple. They both chuckled cheerfully and played with the nipples, finding the other one. Charlie liked her reply. Why tell each other it had been so good, when they both knew it had been and had been so agreed that they wanted to. Was a question about that why she and other girls did say that after it started in the shower? It didn’t matter; she liked Bobbie’s attitude, especially when Bobbie chuckled again and said:”I still want to.””Me too, just wasn’t sure that you did.””After this?! Of course! But not before going to the bathroom.”She sat up, and Charlie did, smiling at each other and rubbing the backs of their fingers over both of the other’s nipples, smirking at each other. Bobbie got off the bed. Before she turned to go to the bathroom, she grinned and added: “Or before supper.”Charlie nodded with a surprised grin and followed her to the small bathroom. They both used the toilet and washed their pussies and faces with Bobbie’s washcloth, after agreeing with chuckles that there was no reason not use the same one, since they were both just washing off what they already had enjoyed tasting. Charlie was delighted with Bobbie’s now so easy attitude, quite different what what she had expected when they had started talking on the street.When they saw their clothes on the floor, they chuckled again and picked them up, smirking when they both felt their panties. Charlie remarked facetiously:”Not really ‘all wet’?””Not like you made me.””And like you did me.”They smiled with nods and began to make supper, still naked. After a couple of minutes, Charlie said:”I don’t have anything else to do this evening, except laundry – can wait.””I couldn’t wait,”Bobbie replied with a grin.”I couldn’t either, but the laundry can.””Nice laundry.”They grinned. Bobbie had mentioned heating up a can of soup, but they forgot about that and didn’t make sandwiches with all the things Bobbie had gotten from the fridge. When she started to put them back in the fridge, leaning down, Charlie couldn’t resist standing behind her with her hips against hers and reaching down and fondling her breasts. Bobbie just nodded with a chuckle and said that they were for dessert, Charlie’s too.They ate, sitting at the small table, exchanging smiles, smirks, chuckles, glances at each other’s breasts and seeing nipples pop out, reason for more chuckles. When Charlie stared too long at Bobbie’s aroused nipples, she brushed her forearm over them with a grin and said:”Dessert: can’t have them till we finish our sandwiches, yours either.”They both moaned with grins. They quickly finished eating, both mostly staring at nipples, sometimes with a glance down at their own, when they felt them pop out. When Charlie then circled one with her finger, Bobbie complained facetiously:”Stop that! That’s cheating!”Charlie grinned and circled her stiff nipple once more, but stopped. She knew how they were both going to suck each other’s nipples, like she and Cat had, wondering if Bobbie had done that. They took their last bites and both glanced over at the bed. With growling chuckles they got up. Charlie wonder which of them should lie down first, then immediately thought it would be better with Bobbie on top, her small breasts hanging down, not that they could much, but better than their flattening out, if she lay on her back.Charlie hurried to get on the bed first, lying well down from the pillow. Bobbie looked a little surprised, until Charlie gestured for her lie with her feet at the headboard. With a nod and moan, she did, looking down at Charlie with another moan and aroused expression. Charlie squeezed the base of her breasts, making her stiff nipples rise. Bobbie dropped down over her, and her hands replaced Charlie’s. Their mouths found a nipple. They both moaned, both at their delight to nibble and suck, and at the arousal of feeling their nipple being nibbled and sucked, also at feeling fingers arousing their other nipple.Bobbie’s head and shoulders shifted, and then their other nipples were being sucked and nibbled, and another set of fingers was squeezing, twisting and pulling on the wet nipple. That was repeated a couple of times. When Charlie’s thighs twitched and then twitched again, drawing up and flopping open, Bobbie nodded with better moan and a last, stronger suck and dove down over her. Her head dropped between Charlie’s thighs. Her pussy was right over Charlie’s face. She just had to raise her head and her mouth was on it, her tongue immediately tasting that Bobbie’s was as wet as she knew her own pussy was.Bobbie confirmed that with lick of her tongue and delighted moan. She immediately accepted Charlie’s urging them to roll on their sides, saving her the effort of holding her head up. With their heads on each other’s thigh, they curled up and were like they had been before, and everything else was like it had been before. No, it was better, Charlie thought, when both tongues began to do the same thing the same places. It was almost as though she were licking her own pussy! She couldn’t remember that having ever happened before. She didn’t want to, wanted it to be special with Bobbie.After the first time that happened, one of them stopped licking, but the other one continued until the other’s hips twitched. She relented with chuckle and rocked her hips up, inviting the other one to arouse her the same way, to the verge of an orgasm. She did, also then relenting. They both chuckled at the new way they had learned to prolong their aroused pleasure. After a few moments to recover, they both started again, their tongues immediately doing the same on the same places. To Charlie, it was clear that Bobbie also had the feeling that she could be licking her own pussy.Before it got too arousing, she let Bobbie continue. This time she really almost came, but Bobbie stopped in time and let Charlie arouse her. She did, managing to stop in time, but aware that Bobbie had also been closer to an orgasm than the time before. God, she thought, they knew each other so well already!They tried to repeat that all again. This time Bobbie let her continue, but at the first twitch of her hips, Bobbie grasped Charlie’s closer and began to lick again. For a few moments, it felt like they were licking their own pussies again, but then neither of them could resist the temptation of tasting the other’s wet – wetter – orgasm. They did, with convulsing bodies and pulsing moans, muffled by where their faces were. It was a lot longer before they could recover enough to roll apart.When they had, Bobbie crept around, and Charlie pushed herself up on the pillow. They embrace, their thighs comfortably drawn up, interlocking. They kissed, just enough with their tongues show their agreement, then lay there in silence, almost dozing. Finally, Charlie gave Bobbie a light kiss and murmured:”I’ve got to go home, reluctantly, very reluctantly.””Mmmm, wish you didn’t. It was never like this.””Nor for me. Next time in my place.””Mmmm! Just not under the shower.””Our secret, even if on trips something else has to happen.””I guess it will. Just our secret.”They got up. Holding her breast and pussy, Bobbie watched Charlie get dressed, who wondered if they should kiss again, but she just reached out and held Bobbie’s other breast. They smiled.”Now we’re even; till next time,” Charlie said and departed.

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