2 comments/ 51668 views/ 4 favorites The Sporting Life Ch. 01 By: smj54ap Kelly applied the ice pack to my injured knee and I winced in pain. "Thanks Kelly." I said with genuine appreciation. "No sweat." She stated in a sympathetic tone. Kelly was a senior and one of the best players on our college volleyball team. During a team scrimmage, she spiked a ball at the net that I went after with a vengeance. As I stretched out my body in an effort to return volley, my leg gave out with my knee crashing to the floor. The result of my concerted effort was a severe sprain that had me writhing in pain. When the whistle sounded at the end of the scrimmage, I saw Kelly walking over towards me. "You Ok?" Kelly asked with real concern. "Yeah, I guess so?" I said with a dry mouth. My knee had puffed up considerably and was tender to the touch. From the first day of practice, I developed a crush on Kelly. Her long, lean and muscular body was a sight to behold in the girls' locker room. If that weren't enough, she was very pretty with a nice personality. While I was considered a talented sophomore, Kelly was gifted enough to be mentioned as a possible Olympic candidate. We became friends as well as teammates and she took me under her wing. I was a better player because of her guidance. However, outside of practice I acted like some love struck twit when she was around me. My mouth got dry and when I tried to speak, I sounded like a blithering idiot. But, whenever I looked into her beautiful hazel colored eyes, I practically melted. With Kelly supporting my upper body, I hobbled back to the locker room. Just the nearness of her body had my pussy twitching and my heart pounding in my chest. At the school infirmary, the doctor confirmed it was a severe sprain and I missed the next week of practices. With my knee tightly bandaged, I sat on the bench and watched the team but mostly Kelly. The girl was talented and her instincts during a match were usually flawless. As Kelly controlled the net lane with her long blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, she reminded me of my best friend Karen who introduced me to the joys of girl on girl sex. It all the started the year I graduated high school and was invited to spend part of the summer with Karen in California. We had been very close friends and swim team members until she moved to California after sophomore year of high school. It had been two years since I had seen Karen and although we were both eighteen, her transformation was far more advanced. I noticed the moment I saw her at the airport in Los Angeles. Karen had the "California Girl" look with long blonde hair, nice tan, small but perky breasts, blue eyes and pretty face. After we exchanged pleasantries, we hoped into her Mom's car and took off down the freeway. Karen's home was the typical California split level with a swimming pool that took up most of the backyard. I was dying to get a tan and we went to her room to change clothes. Although I had seen Karen naked before, it was the first time I felt inadequate around her. Karen was slender but with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were probably a B cup; round and firm with longish nipples. She had a lush triangle of hair above her pussy and a lean athletic body that ending in a very tight butt. I, on the other hand, was a pale, slim brunette with small swells for breasts that were mostly nipple and sparse wispy hairs above my slit. I had no curves to speak of with boyish hips and butt. When Karen turned around resplendent in her swimsuit, I was instantly jealous. She looked stunning in her tiny pink bikini. I wondered if there was something in the water or air in California that made the difference. Over the next few days, we spent most afternoons by the pool with me ogling Karen's hot body. Unbeknownst to Karen, I experienced bi curious feelings most of my senior year in high school but never acted on them. As a member of the swim and volleyball teams, I had several hot teammates to choose from for my masturbation fantasies. My fascination with Karen's body did not go unnoticed by her. Whenever she caught me looking, she would give me a cunning smile. Karen's mom was usually around in the afternoon but one day she had to report to the studio. She had a job as a minor character on a soap opera and was called in for a weeks worth of tapings. The first day of her absence, Karen suggested we go topless for a better overall tan. I was nervous to say the least but with gentle prodding from Karen I agreed. Reclining on my lounger, I had an unobstructed side view of Karen's sexy titties. She caught me staring yet again. "Do you think my boobs are too small?" she inquired with faux sincerity. I tried to find my voice but it failed me and I continued staring. Karen got up and sat on side of the lounger facing me with her luscious tits proudly thrust out from her chest. She had a shit eating grin on her face. Her boobs, especially the long stubby nipples, had my pussy creaming and she knew it. "Want to feel them?" She asked in a sensuous way. I hesitated for a moment but I heard myself say the words. "I do, but not out here." I said very timidly. "It's time for lunch anyway." She stated with authority and we put our tops on and headed to the kitchen. Karen retrieved the sandwiches from the refrigerator and we ate but mostly in silence. We both realized that our friendship was going to take a new direction. At the same time, my thoughts were dominated by questions about my sexual orientation. After we put the dishes in the dishwasher, Karen had a predatory look on her pretty mug. As we made our way to the family room, I stared with unbridled lust at her tight ass. My pussy was wet and I wanted to finger myself for relief. I was standing in the middle of room when Karen turned her back toward me, then lifted her hair up and out of the way. I was instantly aware of what she wanted me to do and with my hands quaking nervously, I unclasped her bikini top. Karen turned around and the top fell off her arms to the floor. I gawked at her softball size swells capped with those longish nipples; mesmerized by the raw display of beauty. Without any prodding, I palmed and squeezed Karen's cute tits. Her nipples swelled and elongated as the sudden urge to suck them overtook me. At first, I gently licked the stiffened nubs, with Karen gasping her approval. But, soon I was sucking contentedly and loud moans escaped her throat. "Ooh, that feels good" Karen purred and gently held my head. The sensation of the rigid bud between my lips with my tongue flicking away on the sensitive end, was enormously seductive. I spent a long time worshiping Karen's tits and when I was finally sated, noticed we were both breathing very hard. The entire time, she had been moving her butt in a slightly circular motion against my leg. I was anxious to see Karen's pussy and I didn't have to wait long. She wiggled her ass then, slowly pulled her bikini bottoms done her legs and stepped out of them. Open mouthed I gawked at Karen's beautiful naked body and a conflagration stirred in my loins. She struck a sexy pose and gave me her best come hither look. With feline grace, Karen moved over to an easy chair and draped her legs over the arms. I went to a kneeling position so I could get a better look at her pussy. A dark blonde triangle of hair covered her prominent mound and the lips were partially separated and glistening with moisture. I could feel Karen's intense gaze boring into me as I gaped at her very wet sex. It was the first time I would touch a pussy other than my own. With my index finger, I gently explored her beautiful slit. My probing was really turning her on as her breathing became much more rapid. Karen took charge. "Oh baby, ooh, ooh, stroke me up and down." She commanded. Obedient in my new role, I tenderly stroked Karen's pussy but with increasing intensity and gingerly thumbed her clit. Karen was moaning and moved her hips forward against my probing digits. With utter fascination, I watched as Karen's hole leaked a lot of fluid that trickled down to the crack of her ass and coated my fingers. I didn't know at the time but she was on the verge of an orgasm. Karen threw her head back and screamed. "OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!" and her body shook convulsively from an orgasm. It was the first time I witnessed an orgasm other than my own and it excited me. My fingers were coated with her juices and some dark desire took shape inside me and wanted to taste the fluid. I took the fingers into my mouth and sucked the wetness off. I loved the taste. My first sampling of another girl's pussy cream and I was ravenous for more. Karen was staring at me with lust in her eyes and the aroma from her aroused pussy was stimulating my libido into overdrive. As I knelt in front of Karen's wide open legs staring at her soaked slit, I realized that the source of the tangy juice was right in front me. When I leaned forward, Karen scooted her pretty pussy toward my open mouth. Tentatively, I licked her creamy gash. When my tongue collected enough droplets of nectar, I instinctively swallowed. Soon I discovered that the more I licked, the more her pussy seeped fluid. By now my mouth was glued to Karen's throbbing sex and I wantonly sucked and swallowed her creamy discharge. Breathing in rapid gasps, her gaze was fixed on me devouring her lovely pussy. As I raked Karen's clit with my rigid tongue, she threw her legs over my shoulders and ground her pussy on my drenched face. Her hips bucked wildly and I had a hard time keeping up with her movements. "Oh God! I'm gonna come!" she bellowed. When I sucked the ultra sensitive protrusion, Allison responded with a deafening, "Oh Fuck, I'm Cominggg!" The words surged out of Allison's heaving chest, and she was in the throes of another orgasm. My mouth remained sealed over her pussy as spasm after spasm wracked her body. Karen continued to shudder and quake as I lapped every drop of moisture from her gasping gash. When I rested my weary head and sore tongue against her thigh, Karen looked at me with tenderness. "That was wonderful!" she stated in a dreamy voice. I smiled broadly and knew I would eat Karen's tasty pussy any time she wanted me too. "Where did you learn to eat a girls' cunny?" she asked with a mixture of awe and admiration. I confessed to Karen that one Friday night, when my parents were attending my brother's wrestling match, I found a pile of girl on girl videos in my father's closet. I learned everything from those videos. My face and hair were streaked with her sticky discharge and I left to shower. As I soaped my body, I fingered my sopping slit and erupted in orgasm. The rest of the afternoon, we were topless in our loungers by the pool. As Karen recounted her first girl/girl experience in California, my pussy dampened and creamed until the moisture dripped in my bottoms. "I really wasn't bi curious until I moved to California. But, I have to confess that my teammates on the swim team were the hottest of the hot." She gushed with sparkling eyes. Karen stretched out her scrumptious body in a feral pose of feminine beauty. "I was totally infatuated with Claudia, a senior and prettiest girl on the team. One weekend, I was invited to her home for a sleepover and it turned into a girl on girl pussy party." She said rather wistfully. In spite of my growing excitement over her story, I was very tired and fell asleep. When I woke from a brief nap, Karen said she was hungry and we ordered from a nearby take out restaurant. The food was exceptional and we ate every drop. "What about dessert? I asked innocently and hoped she had some ice cream in the freezer. Karen pondered my question for a moment and said she'd be back in a minute. I heard her in the kitchen and wondered what she was doing. As I entered the room, I saw Karen was naked and sitting spread eagle on the table with her hot crotch on display. She looked at me and smiled. "Come and get it!" She cooed and spread her legs even farther for emphasis. For the second time that day I was on my knees eating Karen's steamy pussy and loving it. A hunger, a sexual hunger consumed me and I feasted on Karen any time she wanted. At some point, her ass looked very tempting and I added butt munching to my repertoire. Karen would finger me to some very satisfying orgasms but that was the extent of her reciprocation. It was gratifying but I wanted more. The last night of my visit, I ferociously ate Karen's soaking wet pussy like a mad woman. As I greedily sucked creamy juice from her throbbing hole, she howled with orgasmic fever. It was nearly dawn when I finished my assault and we collapsed in exhaustion. The plane ride home was depressing but when I started thinking of Karen's hot slit, I masturbated in the tiny bathroom for relief. In four short weeks I started college and my tryouts for swimming and track were disappointing. Both coaches said I desperately needed strength training and I started lifting weights with a vengeance. Thoughts of Karen were never far from my mind and I wondered where I would find a similar experience in college. My roommate, Becky, was very conservative and shy. It took most of our first semester to get comfortable with each other. Before winter break, I noticed that my body had a leaner more defined appearance. When I flexed my arms, little biceps popped up. While I thought I lacked femininity, I had acquired a few more curves. Over Christmas, my friend Allison invited me to spend New Year's with her family in Cancun. We had known each other since elementary school and we were swim team members in high school. After Karen moved to California, we became best friends. In some ways Allison looked like Karen with the slim build and blonde hair. But there the similarities ended. Karen had the "California Girl" look, while Allison had that wholesome and pretty mid-western "girl next door" look. Allison had a lean and muscular body but with a very feminine appearance. During my first bi curious phase, she was the center attraction in quite a few of my nightly "let the fingers do the walking" scenarios. We both knew about same sex flings on the swim team in high school but Allison never expressed an interest in that type of activity. The condo her father rented in Cancun was a two story marvel with its own private pool and view of the Caribbean. It came fully equipped with maid service and cook. We finished a delicious lunch and Allison claimed the top floor room for us. We were champing at the bit to get out and sunbath by the pool. Neither of us was shy about undressing in front of the other but Allison's body had undergone some changes. Her breasts had grown to a full looking "B" or better and her hips and body in general was curvier. She was obviously weight training because her muscles showed a lot of definition. What I failed to realize was the fact that my body had undergone a transformation as well. "Wow, you're looking pretty sexy." Allison stated breathlessly. "So are you!" I answered just as enthusiastically. When our mutual admiration fest was over, we sprinted down to the pool and slathered tanning oil on our bodies. Allison's mother appeared and said they were going into town to meet some friends for dinner. We were allowed to stay behind but not before her mother gave us a laundry list of instructions and rules. I found it more than a little galling but Allison reminded me that "we weren't in Kansas, Toto." With the privacy afforded by the pool, I suggested we go topless and much to my surprise, Allison whipped off her top. Her breasts rode high on her chest with broad nipples topped in the center by a pebble like bump. For most of the afternoon, I stared at Allison's sexy tits and she caught me a few times and admonished me with a fake scowl. Her response intrigued me and I wondered if she was bi curious as well. It was close to dinner time when Allison's cell phone rang. Her folks were staying in town and going on a party cruise. From the pool deck, I saw the cook looking out the kitchen window and covered up quickly. We sat in the dimly lit dining room and shared a few glasses of wine. Allison chatted about her first semester at college and I related my experience. The cook announced she was leaving for the day and we were alone. On the patio deck, we leisurely ate the delicious meal and drank more wine. My head was buzzing and my libido was in overdrive. Allison suggested we go back to the pool and with the sultry night air, the water was deeply refreshing. Allison's face had a mercurial look. "Ever been with a girl? You know, like sexually?" She inquired nervously. "Yeah." Was all I managed to croak out of my throat. Allison's expression dissolved to one of extreme interest and maybe lust. Without saying a word, she stripped her bikini and was gloriously naked. I quickly followed suit and my pussy juiced with anticipation. Allison' splashed water at me and it was time for some horseplay. She jumped on my back and rode me around the pool. More splashing followed and she dove down in an attempt to swim thru my legs. As Allison swam thru my legs, she slid a finger along my slobbering slit that made me jump in surprise. When she surfaced, she burst out laughing from the look on my face. Not to be outdone, I tried the same maneuver with similar results. When I slowly rose to the surface, Allison had a hungry look and took me in her arms. Allison gazed at me and I lost myself in her pale blue eyes. I was never more ready for an encounter with her. She kissed me with a tenderness that wobbled my knees. "Perhaps we should go inside." She stated in a sexy voice. As she strode ahead of me, I pinched her cute ass making her jump. In the bedroom, I landed on top of her and we made out like two horny high school kids. I kissed her head and neck, up one arm and down the next. I sensually tongued her upper chest and trailed wet kisses until I zeroed in on her beautiful breasts. Because I wanted to savor every minute and make the pleasure last for Allison, I took my sweet old time and nipped at the distended stubs. She let out a loud and long moan as her body writhed in pleasure. Then, I tongue whipped them as she held my head and wailed her approval. Finally, I sucked with childlike need and Allison writhed on the bed. She humped her pussy against my leg and was it ever wet. I told her to slow down and she did. Finally, my gaze settled on her pussy and I felt a yearning like no other deep in my body. I kissed her gently on the lips, trying to protract the mood. When I pulled back, she was smiling at me. I bent my head for another kiss and this time it lasted longer. Breaking the kiss, I told her to lean up against the headboard with her legs splayed and raise her butt so I could place a pillow underneath. Lying prone on the bed, I had a great view of her pussy. The lips had separated and the pink inner folds glistened with moisture from humping my leg. Allison had a neatly trimmed strip of curly blonde pubes above her slit. I took a long time kissing and licking the insides of her legs up to her pussy. As I nuzzled Allison's bush with my nose, her aroma filled my nostrils. Placing kisses along the length of her sopping wet slit, she kept trying to hump my face. A tiny trickle of fluid ran down from the bottom of her slice and disappeared in the crack of her ass. "Oh God! Please eat me!" she wailed with need. I decided Allison had waited long enough, so I flattened my tongue and ran it from the bottom of her slit to just below her clit, gathering her secretions on my tongue. I quickly swallowed the fluid and marveled at the taste. It was tart and slightly pungent but downright intoxicating. The Sporting Life Ch. 01 Allison let out a wall shaking moan as I tirelessly lapped her succulent pussy, but avoided her clit. Her juices flowed freely as I furiously tongued the soggy folds and grasped her butt for more leverage. Gingerly, I licked her clit with my tongue and she went wild. I alternated between licking and gently sucking the stiffened nub. She was yelling, "EAT MEEEE!" I quickened the pace on her clit and when I looked up at her she was pinching and rolling her nipples with her fingers. Suddenly, she screamed, "OH GOD! I'M COMINGGG!" Allison's legs tightened around my head like a vise and she ground her pussy against my face. Her breath was coming in quick short gasps and her body went stiff as a board. I kept up my assault on Allison's clit and she shook violently. She was on the orgasm roller coaster, going from one peak to the next with searing intensity. The entire time, I alternated between flicking my tongue across her clit and lightly sucking her hole; swallowing its secretions. Eventually, Allison's breathing became shallower and more normal. I brought my head up from between her thighs. My face, throat and hair were drenched in sweat and pussy juice. Allison grabbed me and held me tight with her head resting against my shoulder. In a lilting voice she told me it was the most incredible sexual experience she ever had, hands down. Allison pulled back suddenly with a serious expression on her face. "What about you?" She asked with genuine worry. I had two orgasms from the sheer pleasure of eating her delectable pussy and told her so. "You enjoyed it that much?" she inquired with honesty. I shook my head positively and Allison held me tighter. We decide we had better clean up before her parents got home. We put the empty wine bottles into the recycle bin and changed the bed linens The smell of pussy permeated the upstairs bedroom. Allison found a scented candle and we prayed it would mask the pervasive odor. A moment later we heard the front door open and I ran for the shower. With my body refreshed, I threw on a bathrobe and headed to the family room. As I was passing by the kitchen, I saw Allison and her mother engaged in conversation. Her mothers back was in front of me but Allison saw me in the hallway. Her mother was asking her what we had for dinner. Allison replied that the cook had prepared a wonderful fish dinner. When her mother asked in a concerned way if I had enough to eat, Allison had a sly smile on her pretty face. She was looking half at her mother and half at me in the hallway when she answered. "Don't worry Mom, she had plenty to eat!" Allison crowed with happiness. End of Part One: The Sporting Life Ch. 02 Allison was a natural and sixty nine her favorite position. With unflagging desire, I consumed her pussy and its juicy contents and she enthusiastically returned the favor. Sadly, our vacation ended but we kept in touch via email. Back at college, I started volleyball practice with the freshman team and we had a winning season. My bi curious phase had evolved into bi curious lust and I was always on the prowl for new conquests. But, nothing promising appeared on the horizon and I started summer vacation in a funky mood. My mother was perceptive of my emotional downturn and peppered me with questions. Short of revealing my sexual inclinations, I talked about everything under the sun, except that one topic. But, my mother was wise beyond her years and she was keenly aware of my lack of boyfriends. "Cory, did you meet any interesting boys' at college? She asked somewhat innocently. Her question took me by surprise and my mind reeled trying to think of a response. "Oh, I guess a couple." I answered as my lame response. My mother's gaze narrowed and she regarded me with extreme skepticism. However, she didn't press the issue and instead had a suggestion. "Have you thought about a summer job? She asked with sincerity. I had but not seriously. "You remember Mrs. Comanescu and her daughter Stacia, don't you?" she asked knowing full well I did. "Stacia graduated high school this year and was accepted to Branbury State College on a gymnastics scholarship. But, her English is sub standard and she needs help." My mother stated factually. We had lived next door to the Comanescu's until I was fifteen. The last time I saw Stacia, she was a gangly fourteen year old gymnastics phenom. They had emigrated to the United States from Romania when Stacia was eight years old. Because of her financial situation, Mrs. Comanescu couldn't afford a proper tutor for Stacia. Even at half the cost of a regular tutor the hourly pay was higher than what I would earn at the swim club. I eagerly accepted the offer. Monday was the first lesson and the first time I saw Stacia in almost five years. When she opened the door, she was wearing a muted yellow bikini over a very muscular and lean body. I stood stunned at the sight and my pussy twitched. "You can see I've changed" Stacia said in her charming accent. Stacia's lustrous blonde hair was pulled back in a braided pony tail and her very pretty face had a smug expression. It was beautiful day and we started her lessons in the backyard. It was hard for me to concentrate with the blonde sexpot sitting in front of me in her teeny tiny bikini but I maintained my self control. For the first week, I stared shamelessly at her fantastic body but I was able to assess Stacia's problem with English. She was lazy. We would finish about half the lesson when Stacia got bored and refused to cooperate. I wheedled and cajoled until I was blue in the face but it had no effect on her. I grew more frustrated each day until Stacia came up with a suggestion. I had to do something for her in return for her dedication to the material. "What is she up to?" I thought to myself. "I want to go topless." She demanded rather than asked. "When we're outside?" I asked incredulously. "No, No, only in the house." She intoned in her cute accent. I waited until she grew bored with the latest lesson and nervously agreed to her demand. With amazing speed, off came the top and I got my first look at her very hot tits. Small but very firm naval orange size breasts capped with the cutest pink nipples. I had a hard time concentrating on the lesson as her boobs jutted proudly from her chest. The little vixen was making me hot and bothered and she knew it. With her dark blonde hair and awesome muscular body, she resembled a young Wagnerian goddess. Somehow, I made it thru the rest of the day but at home I savagely fingered myself to several whopping orgasms. My craving for her beautiful body had melted my resolve to keep things on a professional level. For several days Stacia was content to remain topless as I ogled her tits. But, on Monday she was groaning and complaining when I started a new chapter. "What's wrong now?" I asked with exasperation. "It's too hot. I want take bottoms off." she stated incorrectly in her thick accent. Stacia was right about one thing, it was the hottest day of the year. Anyway, I was dying to see her pussy and reluctantly agreed. We were seated at our usual spot at the kitchen table when Stacia stood up, wiggled her tight ass and did a sexy striptease. The bottoms landed at her feet and she sat on the edge of the chair in front of me. With a "cat who just caught the mouse" look on her face, Stacia kept opening and closing her legs daring me to look. I was powerless to look anywhere else. Stacia's outer lips had a pouty look and were yawing open revealing the moist pink interior. Her blonde bush was well trimmed on the sides culminating in a short cropped triangle above her mound. My pussy drooled and dripped from the erotic sight. With her feet on the edge of the chair and my eyes glued to her hot little pussy, she asked me in that cute accent; "You hungry?" Without knowing how I got there, I was on my knees in front of Stacia. I inhaled her rich scent and it acted like an aphrodisiac, filling me with hunger for her young snatch. Stacia was staring at me intently as I clutched her muscular ass in my hands and brought her moisture laden pussy to my mouth. My tongue lapped her gash with a fervent need and she panted in short gasps. With my tongue sliding up, down and sideways, I feverishly lashed the sensitive flesh until Stacia's pussy bubbled and frothed with creamy juices. As my tongue reamed Stacia's creaming pussy, I drew her succulent hot girl come into my mouth and let it slide oh so slowly down my throat. She had a tart/ pungent flavor but very fresh and mild. I wanted more and ate her turgid snatch with practiced zeal. Stacia moaned in ecstasy as I buried my tongue in her pulsating pussy, sucking her hot juices and teasing her clit with light licks. "Eat my pussy!" she kept moaning in her cute accent. As my tongue whipped Stacia's pussy into a gurgling pool of hot creamy fluids, her head flew back and forth in sheer bliss. I poked Stacia's oozing hole with my tongue tip and sucked her clit until she was practically screaming. Her muscular ass contracted over and over as she bucked her inflamed slit up and down on my raspy tongue. Stacia grabbed my head and pushed her engorged gash against my mouth burying my tongue in her undulating and swampy folds. Hot fresh secretions of juicy nectar burbled and pulsed into my gulping throat. Suddenly, Stacia's legs imprisoned my head and she squeezed like a python. Her chest heaved in great panting gasps. She was in the throes of an orgasm. As I pumped my rigid tongue into her vaginal canal, her juice bloated pussy heaved and quaked. With each new contraction her body shook and went rigid. I knew I would eat her randy pussy any time she wanted me to. When Stacia regained her senses, she was spent. I used a warm cloth to spruce up her privates and suggested we conduct any future sessions at the end of the lesson. She nodded her head in agreement. Stacia told me she knew I was hot for her from the first day when I looked her up and down. She said it made her so hot that her pussy throbbed with desire and dripped juice when she thought about me eating her out. Almost daily, I feasted on her soggy slice and we rarely finished a lesson before I was on my knees with my face buried in her gash. It was mid summer when Stacia's cousin visited from New York. I met Elena and was smitten with her pretty looks and slim body. Elena bore a striking resemblance to Natalie Portman with long brunette hair. Her exotic look made my blood boil. Elena knew she was a hottie and had plenty of ego and self confidence for two people. One morning I was waiting for Stacia when I overheard her arguing with Elena. Elena spoke English with a slight accent. "No girl can satisfy my sexual needs. I need a man." Elena boasted loudly. Stacia was arguing in rebuttal but it fell on deaf ears. "She's a novice; nothing more." Elena stated haughtily. I was positive Elena was referring to me. After Stacia's lesson, which Elena interrupted several times, she invited me for pizza and some DVD watching. Her mother and Elena's mother would be out past midnight. Stacia graciously allowed me to use her shower and I reemerged in my bikini for some sunbathing. Three lounge chairs were arranged side by side in the back yard and I got my first good look at Elena's body. The only negative with Elena's slim, toned and tan body was a small almost non-existent chest. She was less than an "A" cup. Stacia had scored some wine coolers from a friend and we watched Elena guzzle several very quickly. She complained about the heat and removed her top. I gazed at her dark nipples with a small degree of hunger. Stacia and I quickly followed suit and sat gloriously topless. My body had matured since my visit with Karen in California and I was pleasantly surprised by Elena's fascination with my breasts. I had a slim and semi muscular body with a hot butt, brown hair and my best asset, very firm 34B tits with long cigar stub nipples. Elena stared with utter fascination at my tits. The unexpected attention hardened the nips into bullets. I decided to tease Elena, especially after her less than complimentary comments. I sat upright on the lounger with my chest thrust forward. I thought the poor kids eyes would pop right out of her head. Her tits were pimples compared to mine. Elena was drooling over my tits when Stacia spoke up, "She like your tits. Can she feel them?" "Sure!" I answered enthusiastically. We quickly adjourned to the family room for privacy and before I had a chance to get comfortable, Elena came up behind me and cupped my boobs. Gently, she squeezed the firm flesh and tweaked my aching nipples. "Ooh!" I purred my approval. Elena felt me up for a long time, massaging, palming, tweaking and rolling my stiffened buds until my pussy quivered in anticipation. I cradled Elena's pretty head as she sucked and licked with hot passion and skill. My tits were on fire from her talented mouth and my pussy was wetter than a Louisiana bayou. Elena's tit worship had me gasping for air as she kept at my nipples with passionate fervor. I threw my head back in extreme pleasure as she nibbled the ends and thrust a hand into my bottoms. Talented fingers fondled my gooey slit and caressed my throbbing clit. I wanted her mouth on my snatch and the sooner the better. A head with brown hair dropped towards my swampy slice and I moved up and sat on the edge of the sofa. Elena gazed longingly at my dripping pussy. I couldn't wait any longer and I threw my legs over her shoulders. My throbbing and needy gash was on her mouth and Elena didn't waste any time as her tongue worked my pussy into a juicy bubbling fountain. Elena sucked and ate my swollen snatch with incredible zeal. I was entranced by her tongue as it danced up and down my slit then drilled into my throbbing hole. Damn! The girl was good! Elena sucked my juice engorged pussy like a vacuum cleaner as hot bolts of current thundered thru my body. With animalistic need, Elena sucked my frothy juices down her throat. Using my butt as leverage, I ground my steaming pussy against her mouth and coated her face with my sticky discharge. Elena's raspy tongue raked my slushy slit like a jackhammer and my besieged snatch exploded, convulsed and contracted. But, Elena's hunger had no limits and she gobbled my sensitive butt sending new and searing shock waves thru me. After several orgasms, I collapsed exhausted onto the floor and raised the white flag. I'd had enough for one day. It was a wild and memorable summer with Stacia and Elena. However, my tutoring position ended in late July and I quickly got bored. My mother was full of suggestions that year and said they needed more swimmers for the summer meets. At the first practice, I met Kaleigh and was knocked out by her gorgeous body. She was about my height with a lean but muscular physique. Her body moved with a sensual grace and she swam like greased lightening. Kaleigh was model pretty in an exotic way. Deeply tan skin, fluid muscularity and a sweet disposition added to her overall allure. During practices and meets, Kaleigh had the aura of an invincible warrior. But, she was acutely naïve on a social level at parties and hanging out at each others houses. As we got to know each other, I realized that Kaleigh had devoted much of her life to sports with little or no social interaction. Eventually, we bonded as close friends and developed a high level of trust. We discussed everything, except, my sexual orientation. Although we were the same age, Kaleigh had an innocence that betrayed her lack of sexual experience. We discussed boys' but she had dated only a few and none were serious relationships. Eventually, Kaleigh admitted that she was still a virgin after one year of college. At first, I thought her parents were the overbearing type but that was quickly dispelled when I met them. Kaleigh's friendship was important to me but I lusted for her body. My shameless gawking and gaping at her nude body in the shower room seemed to have little effect on her. Kaleigh's lush darker coloration and wiry black pubes were a huge turn on. She fueled my masturbatory fantasies and I fingered my pussy to the point of abuse. On a weekend and when no meets were scheduled, I invited Kaleigh to a sleepover. It was the perfect way to discover her sexual leanings. My folks were headed to the mountains and allowed me to stay behind. When Kaleigh arrived, I gave her the ten cent tour of the house and we stowed her stuff. As we were changing into our bikinis, Kaleigh caught me staring at her luscious nude body but looked away shyly. "Is something wrong with my body?" she asked timidly. "No!" I practically shouted in response. "You look at me a lot in the locker room and I thought something was wrong with my body." She said with supreme humility. Kaleigh was easily the hottest girl on the swim team with the best body. "I was admiring your body. It's really hot looking!" I exclaimed a little too enthusiastically. Kaleigh turned every shade of red imaginable and gave the barest hint of a smile. Nothing more was said and we hit the pool deck in search of a deeper tan. After more than one hour of silence, Kaleigh spoke in a soft almost inaudible voice. "Did you really mean what you said earlier, you know, about me?" She asked in a very inquisitive way. "Yes, you're a real hottie!" I declared with emotion. Kaleigh turned on her side facing me. "Can I ask you something personal?" she said shyly and quietly. "Sure, what is it?" I inquired. "Have you ever been with, you know, somebody of the, ah, same sex?" She asked in a broken almost incomprehensible way. I weighed my next words carefully. "Why do you ask?" I wondered in a sweet voice. Kaleigh blushed again and stammered a few times. "Kaleigh we're friends and you can tell me anything. But, to answer your question, yes, I have" I stated in a reassuring voice. Kaleigh looked relieved by my admission. "Did you like it?" She inquired in a charming way. "Not only did I like it, I loved it." I crowed my answer. This time Kaleigh didn't blush and she had a relieved look on her face. After a huge sigh, she admitted her attraction to girls' and me in particular. Now it was my turn to be stunned and I gaped at her with genuine surprise. "Do you have any experience with girls?" I asked. Kaleigh's sheepish look was all I needed for an answer and my mind searched for a way to get the proceedings underway. I decide to wait until bedtime and the intimacy of darkness. When the clouds rolled in, our tanning opportunity vanished and I started preparing dinner. Kaleigh was a big help and chattered away with an ease and familiarity that belied her trust in me. Her secret was safe with me. After dinner we went to a local dance club and despite Kaleigh's shyness, had a great time. She met some of my friends and slow danced with Jeff, a very cute and personable guy. On the drive home, she waxed poetic about her experience. As we walked by the pool in my backyard, the water looked inviting to my sweaty body. I stripped out of my clothes in record time. "Geronimo!" I yelled and hit the water with cannonball force. Kaleigh stood motionless and stared at my exuberant display in a perplexed way. Suddenly, her facial expression changed. It was though some internal debate was resolved and she slowly removed her clothing. When the last article was discarded, her nude body glowed with radiance in the moonlight. With consummate precision, Kaleigh dove into the dark water. Her body slowly reemerged and she floated on her back with a placid expression on her countenance. I watched intently as Kaleigh's exquisitely long nipples jutted skyward and my pussy creamed at the erotic sight. I dove under Kaleigh's form and pinched her tight butt as I swam by. When I surfaced, her smiling but admonishing look fueled my libido. A slow approach was necessary and I had a powerful urge to kiss her. Kaleigh was resting her elbows on the side of the pool when I swam over to her. Her magnificent breasts were above the waterline and begging for some attention. For the first time, I saw a desire, a yearning, in her dark eyes. She regarded me with the same intensity she brought to the swim meets. With outstretched arms, I pulled Kaleigh's wet body close and kissed her gingerly on the lips. The first few kisses affirmed her desire and my tongue searchingly invaded her mouth. Kaleigh was more passionate than anyone previous. Perhaps it was the years of self denial but she kissed me with incredible zeal. Kaleigh's hands groped and squeezed my butt. It surprised me and I reveled in the sensation. She kissed down my face and sucked my neck with hickey type force. It was obvious that she had waited a long time for this to happen and once it started there was no turning back. As Kaleigh kissed down my chest, I palmed and squeezed her exquisite nipples. A series of multiple groans escaped her lips as she tenderly sucked the flesh on my neck. My talented fingers manipulated Kaleigh's straining tits with gentle tweaks, twirls and pinches. Momentarily I stepped back and the overwhelming sight of her very long and rigid protrusions inflamed my lust. "Oh! Oh! Ah!" she panted and gasped as my mouth suckled the turgid chocolate stubs. With my free hand, I fingered Kaleigh's soggy slit and it drove her wild. "Oh! It feels sooo good!" she shrieked loud enough to wake the entire neighborhood. Slowly, I inserted a finger into Kaleigh's slobbering hole and pumped away. When my thumb gingerly strummed her clit, she tossed her head from side to side, completely lost in the pleasurable sensations. "OH!" she wailed in one long unbroken stream and reared back in orgasmic fury. Kaleigh"s muscular body shook with force as I maintained my assault on her pussy and boobs. Her breath burst in ragged blasts from her lungs and it was well over two minutes before it returned to normal. Kaleigh held me in her steely embrace and gazed at me with a pensive look that dissolved to one of gratitude. "Thank You." She said very shyly and rested her head on my shoulder. We were both shivering as we exited the pool and ran to my bedroom. As we lay on my bed making out, my hands roamed all over her body and my gaze drifted south until it alighted on her dark hairy mound. The Sporting Life Ch. 02 Overcome with an insatiable lust, I slurped her pussy like an ice cream cone on a hot day. Kaleigh, with a stunned look on her face, wrapped her muscular legs around my head. "Oh Cory!" she gasped. Kaleigh was my new mistress and her pussy my whole universe. I furiously lapped her gash with lightening strokes as hot juices leaked from her hole. My manic wonder tongue licked every fold, crease and crevice of Kaleigh's yummy pussy. Hot juices dribbled into my hungry mouth as I whipped my tongue over her stiff clit. "OH! Oh Cory!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs. Kaleigh, with her legs over my shoulders, mashed her boiling hot pussy on my mouth. As I devoured her magnificent box, her body went rigid and she convulsed in orgasm. In the afterglow, Kaleigh had a sly and hungry look on her face. "Cory, would you, you know, like show me..." She tried to ask but I never let her finish. Kaleigh was a star pupil and by the end of august, a devoted pussy hound. I was packing for my return to college when my mother entered my room. Except for dinner, we had seen little of each other. "Did you have a good summer?" she asked brightly. In truth, it had been a great summer. "Yeah, it was ok." I stated nonchalantly. "Sorry you joined the swim team?" she inquired. "No" was my casual one word reply and she left the room. The memories of Stacia, Elena and Kaleigh entered my conscious mind and I grinned as broadly as the Cheshire cat. Coming soon: Chapter Three, Kelly My Love. The Sporting Life Ch. 03 On my return to college, swimming and volleyball tryouts took place during the first week of classes. Swimming was always my preferred sport and I easily qualified for a spot on the team. Always a marginal volleyball player on the high school level, volleyball on the collegiate level is an extraordinarily demanding and physical sport. Small nagging injuries, such as bumps and bruises are very common and can last an entire season. However, it requires a tremendous amount of team work and it's the team, not the individual, who wins or loses. It was the camaraderie of the participants that attracted me to the sport in the first place. I met Kelly the first day of practice and I immediately developed a crush. I'm convinced that my "puppy love" for her drove me to try my best and it was an absolute surprise to me when my name was on the roster for the upcoming season. After my injury at one practice, Kelly treated me like her friend and sister. However, I was deathly afraid of spoiling our friendship by making overtures of love to her. None of this went unnoticed by our teammates, especially one in particular. Maria Santos was a tall Hispanic beauty with a blazing hot temperament. A fierce competitor with the heart of a lioness, she could be both brutal and gentle to her fellow teammates. More than a few times during practices I was the recipient of her verbal abuse. Maria possessed a hard and defined muscularity that was the envy of her teammates, except Kelly. I usually kept my distance as did most of the others but Maria had many admirers. Surprisingly, there was little or no friction between Maria and Kelly. As different as night and day, there was a genuine respect for each others talents. Prima Donna types are generally not tolerated on a well oiled team and ours was no exception. After our first victory, Maria invited the team to a party at her off campus apartment. I was nervous about attending and very late when I arrived but Maria greeted me warmly. "Hey, little Chica!" she said amiably and gave me a high five. The party was in full swing and after several mugs of beer, I was more relaxed and chatted with my teammates. I saw Kelly on the opposite side of the room engaged in conversation with a handsome guy and thought it best not to intrude. Salsa dance music blared from the stereo and Maria made us line up for instruction. With a fluid gracefulness, she demonstrated the basic moves but most of the team was already "six sheets to the wind" and the results were hilarious. Maria was laughing so hard she couldn't continue. Finally, she raised a glass of beer and we toasted to the success of the team. Barb caught most the action on her camcorder and it was shown at every subsequent party that year. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kelly leave with the same hot guy. Except for a brief hello, we hadn't spoken at all the entire evening. My heart dropped to my gut and I felt like crying on the spot. However, before I had any chance to pine for Kelly, Barb was at my elbow. "Maria's in the kitchen playing Texas Hold Em and she just cleaned out Ariel and Lisa." She stated exuberantly. "Hmm, I see." I mused to myself. Several years ago I developed a serious interest in playing poker when I saw Annie Duke play at the World Championship on TV. Fascinated by card games from a young age, I learned to play poker and routinely liberated money from my male cousins during holiday visits. As soon as I turned eighteen, I entered several on line tournaments anonymously. None of my teammates were aware of my proclivity with cards when I entered the kitchen and asked if I could play. "Sure little girl. Do you have any money?" Maria said with eagerness and a jaundiced eye. I took a small wad from my pocket and threw it on the table. Maria's face broadened to a grin. "Hey! Make room for Cory!" she bellowed and pushed two teammates out of the way. I was seated across from Maria and purposely lost the first two hands, bolstering her ego. "You play cards about as good as you play Volleyball." Maria chortled as she scooped up the winning pot. Even with good cards I kept my betting modest and won a couple of hands. Slowly, I turned up the heat, bluffed two girls and won a sizable amount of chips. About a half hour later it was just me and Maria. We traded a few winning hands but her stack of chips was dwindling fast. Barb dealt the next hand and I had two queens with the flop yet to show. Maria bet fifty bucks and gasps went up from the observers. I called and the flop gave me another queen. Maria bet seventy bucks and I called. The turn card was an eight and with two eights on the table I had a full house. Maria went "all in" with a hundred sixty two bucks and I called. Our hands were revealed and Maria had a full house with fives and eights. My full house was better with queens and eights but the final card could give her four fives. When the river card was a two, I jumped up in triumph. Maria was fuming and guzzled the rest of her beer as I gathered up my winnings. For the rest of the party, Maria regarded me with cool detachment. I had stolen her thunder and I knew that in someway, she would make me pay. Several girls had stripped to their spaghetti strap T's and were arm wrestling. "Want to give me a try little girl!" Maria asked innocently after she defeated a beefy girl named Brin. The sight of Maria's sculpted muscular arms shook me to my core. The girl had some serious guns. My arms looked puny in comparison. I shook my head "no" but she wasn't taking no for an answer. We locked arms and Maria's bicep swelled into a spider web vein covered softball. As I struggled to avoid defeat, she appeared to be amused by my feeble attempts. With bone crunching ease, Maria slammed my hand against the table. She was exacting retribution for her gambling losses in a display of raw physical power. When Maria demanded another match then another, my protests fell on deaf ears. After her third and decisive victory, my hand and arm ached with pain. Maria was tenderly rubbing my sore appendage in an effort to placate my damaged ego. But, she wasn't done with me just yet. "Hey! Let's wrestle, just for fun." She demanded. "You're kidding, right? Obviously, you're a lot stronger than me!" I exclaimed emphatically but again my words fell on deaf ears. Maria was clearing a spot in the living room. Effortlessly, she moved chairs and the sofa out of the way. Barb was the last person at the party except for me and she was saying goodnight. "Don't be too hard on her Maria. We need her on the team!" she declared with enthusiasm and exited the apartment. Suddenly, I was alone with Maria and feeling a little panicked. Like a terrified rabbit, I bolted for the door but she tackled me before I got out of the living room. Maria's sinewy body and remarkable strength ground me into submission. She was frightfully strong and used her muscles to crush my resistance. Maria sat on my defeated body and using her powerful hands painfully gripped my arms. "Make a muscle!" she commanded sternly. Every time I tried to flex, Maria squeezed until the muscles were like mushy dough. She was inflicting pain and tears swathed my eyes. "Maria! Stop!" I implored and bawled like a child. The pain ended but Maria remained seated on me. I was totally spent and made no attempt to buck her off me. "Tell me why?" She asked mysteriously. "Why? Why what?" I shouted in frustration. "Why you like her and not me?" I looked at Maria with a stunned expression. So, that's what this was all about. "I don't know!" I yelled in a shaky voice. My anger quickly abated and I let out a huge sigh. Was it that obvious to Maria and the others? While both had imposing and muscular physiques, Kelly had the wholesome, Midwestern and pretty blonde looks that I was a sucker for. But, Maria had a smoldering sensuality that interested me as well. Her blazing temperament and competitiveness was an asset but to the uninitiated like me, she seemed almost unapproachable. "Tell me chica, what do you like about me, anything?" she asked with an inquisitive tone. Normally the sight of her sweaty hard body at practice would stoke my libidinal fires. But, glimpses of her nude form in the locker room truly ignited some late night masturbation fantasies. "Maria, you're pretty and sexy; honestly, you've got one of the best bods I've ever seen but there's something about Kelly, well, that appeals to me." I answered truthfully. "I see she didn't leave with you tonight." She said nastily. The hurt from her words stung deep and tears leaked from my eyes. Maria was immediately more sympathetic. "I'm sorry." She said and got off me. I lay on the floor with my hands covering my eyes as I wept in frustration. Not only had I professed my infatuation with Kelly but I forthrightly expressed how I felt about Maria. I felt like a Class "A" chump. "Look chica, I'm not gonna say anything about this." She stated compassionately. Maria helped me to my feet and embraced me very tenderly. "Be cool, I'll see you at practice tomorrow." She said with caring. The next day I sat on the bench and watched Maria take charge of the line at the net. I was so absorbed that I never heard the coach calling my name. When I went in as a substitute, Maria winked at me and gave me her standard high five. Something had developed between us and it was definitely for the better. As I was changing after one very grueling practice, Maria came up to me. "Hey girl, where did you learn to play poker like a pro." She asked with some skepticism. "Just lucky, I guess." Was my less than satisfactory answer. "BULLSHIT!" she declared vehemently. As I told Maria about acquiring my card playing skills, I gazed at her hard, six pack stomach covered in a gloss of sweat. Captivated by her chiseled upper body, I had visions of trailing wet slobbering kisses over the luscious terrain. Maria was totally aware of the impression she was having on me. "Do you think you can teach me?" she was asking, actually demanding. "I can try." I stammered. "Good! Tomorrow night at seven o'clock; my place." She stated emphatically. "And chica, don't keep me waiting." She said referring to my lateness at the party. I dealt several hands of Texas Hold Em and carefully explained some of the basic strategies. Maria gave her undivided attention but after an hour, we were in need of a break. With a beer in hand, we sat and relaxed. Maria was attired in a form fitting sleeveless T and tight shorts. Her long muscular legs ended at a small and very tight butt. My sex life had undergone a drought and the need was on me. We spent another thirty minutes playing and evaluating different hands. Maria was seated on the sofa and gazing at me with a seductive look. For once I took the initiative. "Ever been with a girl?" I asked in a sexy way. Maria shifted positions on the sofa as my question caught her off guard. Judging by her reaction, the answer had to be a resounding "no." I had misjudged her but she was positively bi curious. "Ah, I guess the answer is no." She said a little sheepishly. My crotch was tingling with excitement. "What do I, oh, how do you...? She stuttered but I went on the offensive. "Well, for starters, I think kissing is very important and sets the mood." I stated in my best teacher type voice. Oh, this was too rich. I was going to teach the hottest chick on the team about girl on girl love. I hopped up on the sofa. "When you're ready, kiss me. It's kinda like you'd kiss a guy but better." I said with some urgency. Maria's movements were tentative but she gave me a peck. The feel of her soft lips was electric and when she descended for a repeat, I put my hand on the back of her head and held her lips on mine for a more sensual exchange. Our tongues danced and parried for dominance in our oral duel. I stretched out and Maria lay on top, kissing me like a lover on a hot and heavy date. Her bright coal colored eyes revealed her desire as we passionately mashed our mouths together. Seductively, I bussed around her face and neck. Maria's breathing was more rapid and when she raised her body, I fondled her small but luscious breasts. Slowly, I rolled her tight top revealing her light brown and protruding nipples. The stubby ends crinkled and hardened from my touch. With loving care, I played with her tits until she started humping my thigh. My mouth replaced my hands and as Maria wildly humped my leg, I suckled her delicious breasts. I guess the stimulation was too much for her because she trumpeted her orgasm. "Fuck! Oh Fuck!" As Maria's breathing returned to normal, she seemed a little shy about the experience. I pulled her toward me for a kiss and we made out for quite some time. Maria expressed a need for further instruction on the strategies of playing poker and I was to report the same time the next evening. But, the heart is a lonely hunter and when Kelly invited me to a little soiree at her apartment the same evening, I accepted immediately. I decided that honesty was the best policy and told a disappointed but understanding Maria about my plans. My nerves were totally frayed as I tried to choose just the right outfit. What I failed to realize was the fact that the soiree in question was an opportunity to meet her boyfriend's cousin. When I arrived, Kelly and her boyfriend Josh were preparing dinner in the small kitchen. Tyler, Josh's cousin, was in the living room and his feeble attempts at small talk were less than stimulating. In spite of his good looks, he wasn't what I was "looking" for. The evening was a virtual disaster as I ignored Tyler and talked mostly to Kelly and Josh. He made an early exit with Josh and I helped Kelly clean up. Delighted I was alone with her, I chattered like a magpie. Kelly seemed a little distant. "Sorry about tonight but I thought you and Tyler might hit it off." she stated with some regret. "He's just not my type." I stated factually. "Do you prefer the quiet brooding intellectuals?" She asked teasingly. "No, just guys with big..." she cut me off before I could finish. "Ok, I get the picture." I hung around till Josh returned and with "threes a crowd" resonating in my head, left for the evening. At practice the next day, Maria could clearly see the disappointment on my face. "You got a hard head chica. The girls' straight." She said with certainty. Maria asked me for some additional "poker instruction." However, with finals only a day away, I would be unable to honor her request. The last day before winter break, I got two invitations; one from Kelly & one from Maria to visit over the holidays. I agreed to both. The day after Christmas found me on the highway with my destination, Hyler Falls and Kelly. Kelly lived in the rural farm community part of the state. Her dad was an accountant with mostly farmers as clientele. For three days I met her relatives and friends who were in a constant parade thru her home. Finally, on day four we had an opportunity to workout. Our first five mile run took us thru some of the prettiest winter countryside I had ever seen. Part of Kelly's basement was converted to a gym and after several hours of lifting and stretching, we hit the upstairs shower. On New Years Eve Kelly insisted that we go ice skating at a local pond. "Ice skating? No parties around?" I inquired with dissatisfaction. "You won't be disappointed, you'll see." She stated decisively and knowingly. Kelly was more than right as the hot coffee and whiskey flowed freely, warming our insides while a large wood fire in a barrel heated our outsides. Someone brought a radio and we skated to the oldies with comical results. A pairs' ice dancing competition was hastily organized and Kelly was my partner. Problem was that the competitor's had no choice of the music they were performing. Whatever came on the radio at the time was the performance song. Luckily, "Reeling in the Years" by Steely Dan was our number and we hammed it up to the hilt. I thought we gave the most original interpretation but her friends from high school, Janet and Dave got the most applause. The prize for first place? The winners were first in line for ribs and burgers at the barbecue pit. While Kelly and I continually quaffed coffee and VO to stay warm, a bowling alley with oversize inflatable pins was set up. Water was sprayed down the alley and allowed to freeze to a slippery sheen. Names were pulled out of a hat to determine the number and order of bowlers. I was puzzled as to what type of ball they used when the first bowler launched himself headfirst down the lane into the pins. The effect was uproarious as each bowler assumed various poses on the trek toward the pins. After six rounds, Kelly, a seasoned veteran, won the match. By now we had switched to hot cocoa and Tia Maria to keep warm. Someone mentioned it was past 1am and Happy New Year! The air had a more biting chill and people started heading for home. Kelly and I sat on a huge log next to the barrel fire and drank the last of the cocoa. Like drunken revelers we walked arm in arm and sang songs off key as we made our way to her house. I was shivering in my bed as Kelly quickly changed to her jammies. To my utter surprise, Kelly flung herself in my bed and wrapped her arms around me. Her hands massaged my back in an attempt to create warmth. We were still pleasantly drunk and my imagination was working overtime. "Oh Kelly, that feels great!" I exclaimed thru a serious of moans. With Kelly's hands kneading my flesh, my body heat was rising rapidly, especially in my crotch. For a moment Kelly stopped and I turned over and saw an amused but serious expression on her cute face. "You've wanted this for some time, haven't you?" she asked in a demanding way. All I could do was stupidly nod my head in the affirmative. As I unbuttoned Kelly's top, she took her bottoms down her legs and off. Except for a pair of French cut panties, she was magnificently naked. I ogled Kelly's muscular physique and while it was similar to Maria's, her body was more symmetrical. The small round breasts, long legs and taut torso all flowed together. There wasn't an ounce of superfluous fat on her body. My pussy was on fire and with unsteady hands I caressed her very firm boobs. "Kelly, you have a great body." I practically gushed as her nipples hardened into tight nubs. I gazed down the length of her stunning body until my eyes alighted on a neat patch of dark blonde pubes, just above her slit that perfectly framed her pussy. My hunger seemed endless and I went back and forth, sucking and squeezing trying to get my fill of Kelly's exquisite breasts. With fevered need, I relieved her of the panties and inhaled the fragrant odor of her sodden box. I took my first tantalizing lick up Kelly's slit and the taste was mildly tart and spicy, just heavenly. As my tongue flew up and down her steaming snatch, I gripped her muscled butt cheeks for more leverage. A cacophony of pants, moans and groans escaped Kelly's lips. My tongue collected her juices with every swipe and when I took my first swallow, the hot nectar ran unhurriedly down my grateful throat. When I looked up, Kelly's eyes were riveted on me as I feasted on her juicy, tender and randy sex. Then, she threw head back and screamed; "Oh God, I'm cominggg!" My stiff tongue ferociously lashed Kelly's turgid clit as she thrashed around and pounded her fists on the bed. I turned my attention to her oozing hole and ravenously sucked the hot tangy fluids. The Sporting Life Ch. 03 Oh Fuck! OOH! I'm coming again!" She wailed. As Kelly's orgasm waned, I kissed her pussy in thanks for the gourmet feast of epic proportions. Exhausted from my labors, I swiftly drifted off to sleep. When I woke the next morning, light filtered in thru the curtained windows and at some point during the night, Kelly had returned to her bed. For a long time, I lay in a half awake state until I heard Kelly stir. I pretended to be asleep and listened as she showered in the adjoining bathroom. With a towel wrapped around her head and body in a robe, she sat on the edge of my bed and gazed at me. "Cory, about last night. It can't happen again. I hope you understand." Kelly said with some regret. I was devastated and tears rimmed my eyes. "I love Josh and I hope to be Mrs. Levine someday." Kelly stated factually. I wiped the tears from my eyes and sat up. "I should leave today." I said very sadly. "You don't have to but at least stay for dinner. My folks really like you." She said in an upbeat tone. Kelly hugged me then with her hands on my shoulders, her face took on a very serious look. "Cory, you're a sweetheart but I can't give you the kind of relationship that you want from me." She said with total honesty. "I've seen how you look at me and it's more than sex that you want. Am I right?" She inquired with brutal frankness. "Yes" I said in a barely audible voice. "We'll always be friends, Ok?" Kelly said optimistically. "Ok." was my sniffling reply. I felt flattened like a June bug on a windshield as I showered. For most of the afternoon, my demeanor was reserved and quiet. Dinner was really a late lunch as we ate at 3pm but I didn't have much of an appetite. With humility, I thanked her parents for their generosity and sharing their New Years holiday with me. Kelly followed me upstairs and helped me pack my belongings. I couldn't bear to look her in the eye. As I was shouldering my backpack, Kelly stopped me and embraced me very tightly. "It was a wonderful experience Cory." She practically gushed. "Really?" I asked with my heart on my sleeve. "I always wondered what it was like and well, WOW!" she exclaimed enthusiastically. My entire mood lifted and it filled me with pride. My drive home was less gloomy but the reality of the situation set in and I wept in the darkened car until I got home. My mother saw my puffy red eyes when I greeted her but she said nothing. I was unpacking in my room and sniffing back tears when she entered. "Cory, are you going to tell me what's bothering you." My mother asked sternly. Unable to speak, I fell into her arms and cried my heart out. "Sweetie, is it that serious?" She asked with concern. In a sobbing and halting voice, I related my abortive attempt at a relationship with Kelly. Suddenly, I realized what I was confessing. "Forgive me Mom." I bawled. "Forgive what?" she said in frustration and hugged me with unyielding love. "I've had my suspicions. I mean, Cory, you haven't had a boyfriend since 10th grade." She stated with some levity. "You're not mad?" I asked with incredulity. "Why? Should I be? My sweet child, I love you with all my heart. It doesn't matter to me who you love, as long as you're happy." She said with a cracking voice. "Mom, you're the best!" I declared and kissed her cheek. "Anyway, there's plenty of fish, ah, I mean fishettes in the, ah, sea. Oh! You know what I mean." She said trying to save face. I threw my pillow at her and we laughed uproariously. The following Friday, I was on my merry way to Morgan City and Maria. With fingers tapping on the steering wheel, I belted out my favorite songs on the radio. Maria lived in the center of town in a three story townhouse. Her family was a boisterous and energetic conglomeration of brothers and cousins. Maria's room was on the very top level of the house and received little heat via the radiators. Mercifully, her father installed an electric baseboard unit that increased the temperature to a bearable level. Maria greeted me with enthusiasm. Hey! Little chica! Que pasa?" She declared with affection. I held her close and gazed into her coal dark eyes. "What gives? You look upset." She asked with a worried face. "I'll tell you later." I said wearily. "You're in luck. The weather forecast is calling for a mini blizzard tomorrow." She said excitedly. Dinner in the oversize kitchen was a real family affair. Her mother made spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread. I was a little surprised and Maria saw my confusion. "I know; I know but my brothers and me, well, we just love spaghetti!" She stated in a loud voice. "I love it too! I exclaimed and sat down for the feast. The conversation flowed in Spanish and English. I laughed at her brother's silly jokes and drank glasses of dry red wine. Never have I felt more alive around people. By nine o'clock I was yawning and Maria led me back upstairs. That's when I noticed that she had a double bed. "Where are you sleeping?" I asked naively "In the bed with you." She remarked matter of factly. "OH!" was my reply of recognition. "You ok with that?" she asked sheepishly. "Yeah!" was my enthusiastic reply. "I don't bite." She assured me sarcastically. "Oh shit! And I was hoping..." Maria never let me finish as she tackled me on the bed. I changed into my flannel PJ's and hopped into bed. It was barely sixty degrees in the room as I watched Maria disrobe and fly naked under the covers. Maria inched her body closer and put her arm around me. The heat she generated was comforting but I was too tired to even contemplate anything more. "I'm sorry Maria but I'm so tired." I stated sleepily. "I'm glad you're here chica. Sleep well." She said tenderly. Feeling secure in Maria's embrace, I drifted toward a night of pleasant dreams. I woke to the sound of windows rattling and realized that the snowstorm was underway. Maria was lying on her side gazing at me. "Hungry?" she asked in a flat tone. "Yeah, I'm starving." I declared as my belly rattled with emptiness. Mrs. Santos served a smorgasbord of breakfast items; hot cereal, pancakes, fresh fruit and my favorite, huevos with salsa. I ate and ate until I was close to bursting. Maria's brother, Antonio, seemed to take an interest in me and chatted me up as though he wanted to ask for a date. Afterwards as Maria and I were changing to go outside, I asked her about Antonio. "Oh, he likes you!" she declared. Just the fact that someone from the opposite sex found me attractive, filled me with pride. "A warning my amiga, he's a player!" She stated factually. I was amused by the situation. "What if he asks me out?" I inquired with anxiety. "Go out with him if you want to but if he behaves less than a gentleman, I'll kick his ass." She exclaimed. Antonio was my age and a year younger than Maria. A handsome devil with a very charming personality, I wanted him to ask me out. Outside we were bombarded by the icy pellets of the raging storm. Antonio or Tonio was my tour guide as we slogged thru the snow. Maria was in a corner grocery buying hot coffee when Tonio asked me for a date. Later, when she found out, Maria gave me her blessing. After a movie, Tonio took me to Rosita's Dance Club and tried to teach me some dance moves. Maria was right. Not only was he a player but a groper as well. His hand was on my butt for the umpteenth time when I gave him fair warning. We left when I refused to accept anymore "dance" lessons. Outside the club, Tonio tried to kiss me and I pushed him away. "What's you're problem girl?" he practically shouted at me. Normally I would have cried but his behavior infuriated me. "Keep your hands and mouth away from me." I stated angrily. Tonio tried to kiss me again and that's when I delivered a hard overhand right to his eye. His hand flew to his eye in obvious pain. "Take me home NOW!" I demanded. By the time we arrived at Maria's I was in tears. I was thru the door first and ran to her room. While I was packing to leave, I heard loud arguing and shouting. Suddenly, Maria appeared in the doorway to her room with Tonio. "Apologize to my friend or I'll give you another black eye." Maria yelled at Tonio. When Tonio looked up, the eye I had punched was already swollen and purple. "I'm sorry." He said tearfully. "Again and louder!" Maria commanded. "I'm sorry for the way I acted." He exclaimed. "I accept your apology." I said glumly fighting back more tears. "Get out and if you so much as look at Cory, I'll kick your sorry ass from one end of the house to the other. Get me!?" Maria yelled directly into Tonio's face. As Tonio made a hasty exit, I fell into Maria's arms and cried my eyes out. When I regained my composure, I continued packing despite Maria's protests. "Chica, please don't go." Maria begged. A brilliant idea pooped into my head. "Come with me." I implored hastily. Maria gazed at me for about a nano second before she accepted my invitation. "Little chica, it's after midnight. We can leave early tomorrow morning. Ok!" Maria asked sweetly. I tearfully accepted her suggestion and sat heavily on her bed with my head down. Maria enveloped me in her comforting embrace and the tears started anew. "Shh, it's ok now." She said soothingly and gently rubbed my back. Maria ran down to the kitchen for some wine as I got ready for bed. We were sitting with our backs to the headboard and swilled half the bottle before I visibly relaxed. "Feel better?" She inquired tenderly. I was feeling much better and smacked my numb lips for emphasis. After I set my wine glass on the night table, I snuggled against Maria's naked body. The soothing and warming effects from the closeness were making a bee line for my crotch. I gazed up at her with a look of need on my face and we kissed passionately. Maria was a great kisser and it was my favorite activity with her. The heat from our passion raised the temperature in the otherwise cold room. Maria threw the covers off and I gaped in awe at her magnificent body. Overcome with lust, I dove for her succulent snatch. Maria panted and gasped as I probed her slimy slit. "Oh God, Cory!" she yelped like a bitch in heat. Gently she held my head as I serviced her turgid sex. "Eat me chica." She wailed. As I pumped two well lubricated fingers into Maria's swampy hole, I tongue whipped her hard clit. When Maria draped her legs over my shoulders, I drilled a finger into her butt cluster. "OH Fuck! Fuck my ass!" she shrieked and thrashed around on the bed. With my tongue lashing her gash and my finger reaming her cute butt, Maria shook violently and she came thunderously. Maria held me close and kissed my sticky cheeks and lips. Her pungent odor filled the room. "Hmm, I taste good!" She exclaimed and licked the tart fluid off my face. I experienced an overpowering sense of well being as I lie in Maria's embrace. Her gaze traveled south to my recently shaved crotch and slowly her head made the descent. My legs opened just before Maria made contact and her tongue licked me from stem to stern. She sucked my free flowing juices into her mouth and swallowed. "Cory, you are one tasty chica!" she crowed. I probably blushed from her comment but rode her raspy tongue to one heck of a good orgasm. Naked and sweaty we cuddled together for the rest of the night. * End of Chapter Three Stay Tuned for Chapter Four