This story is only for the one's who appreciate lesbian erotic stories and are of legal age wherever they live. If you don't fit in under any of the two above, please stop read now. Keywords: lesbian, voyeurism, exhibitionism, group, anal Sandy's fantasies by Sandy Chapter 14: Watching handball Emily left the fitness-center and headed towards the reception to receive the five tickets for the game tonight. The blonde that had replaced Emanuelle was still behind the counter. "I believe someone has left something for me here" Emily said. "I'm Emily in 509." "Let's see" the pleasant looking woman replied with a smile and bent down behind the counter. "Yes here's an envelope to Emily from someone named Hanne" The receptionist rose up and handed the young girl a beige letter with the hotel's logo on it. The teenager eagerly grabbed it. "Thank you" she said and headed towards the stairs. 'I wonder if Julia and Olivia has returned from the beach yet?' she thought as she reached their floor. She looked at her wristwatch and it showed one-thirty. 'They'll probably be gone for a couple of hours more' she thought. She was right and found an empty room. She sat down on the bed, opened the envelope and started to read the short note. "Hello, sweet Emily. Here are the tickets for tonight. You'll be sitting among the Norwegian fans. I hope that's ok. The game starts at seven so you should be at the arena around six-thirty. I'm very much looking forward to dance with you later on in the nightclub. Kisses, Hanne." Emily immediately felt butterflies in her stomach, thinking about tonight. She was very flattered by the interest that Hanne had shown in her. 'This is going to be so great' she thought as she lay back on the bed. She really hoped for a chance to be alone with Hanne but she knew her mom wouldn't let her go to the club on her own. She was sure Olivia and Julia would be delighted to join her, but the chances of some more girl-sex would be much smaller. 'Who knows, maybe Christina and mom wants to come as well?' she said to herself. Here thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Is someone in there?" she heard her mother's voice through the door. "Come in, mom!" Evelyn entered closely followed by Christina. They both had on swimsuits and obviously intended to join Olivia and Julia at the beach. Emily told them about her meeting with the handball players and the tickets for tonight with excitement in her voice and the two mothers agreed that it was a great idea. "How nice of that player Hanne to give us the tickets" Evelyn said, looking at her pretty daughter with pride. "You're always making friends wherever you go, Emily." 'If only you knew,' Emily thought, thinking back to the plain ride and the massage. She realized that she was tired. Little sleep and a lot of sex and orgasms the last 24 hours had taken its toll and she decided to stay in the room and rest for a few hours. They agreed to meet in the lobby at five to take a cab into the larger town nearby, where the arena was, to have a meal before the game. Christina phoned Julia to find out were the girls were and then she and Evelyn left. Emily pulled off her shorts and lay down on the bed, only wearing panties and a t-shirt. As tired as she was her pussy had other plans and soon her hands were sliding down over her stomach, stopping just above the panty line. 'Get a grip, Emily' she thought to herself and managed to withdraw her hands. A few minutes later she was sleeping, dreaming of train rides, saunas, Jacuzzis, coffee shops, plane rides and massage parlors. * At four o'clock two well-rested, suntanned, 19-year-old beauties returned from the beach, finding Emily sleeping on her stomach. The 16-year-old's panties weren't covering much and two deliciously rounded, firm, nearly naked buttocks greeted Julia, who came first. 'God what an ass that girl's got' she thought. Olivia walked up to Emily's bed and gave her sister a smack on one of the ass-cheeks. 'Wake up, Em!' she shouted cheerfully. 'Aaah!' a startled Emily cried out and swirled around. She was just in the middle of a vivid dream where she was licking Julia's lips on the plane over and over again. Unknown hands had just started to caress he buttocks when her older sister abruptly woke her. "Stop that" she said drowsily looking at Olivia with angry eyes. "Oh come on, it's for your own good. You always take so long to get ready to go out. Mum and Christina told us about the game and it sounds like fun. We'll be leaving in an hour." Hearing this Emily immediately lost her bad mood and instead started to think about Hanne and tonight. The girls took turns showering and Emily told the other two about the afternoon's events, of course leaving out the most intimate parts of the massage. The idea of a nightclub visit later tonight thrilled both Julia and Olivia and at five, three beautiful, dressed-up teenagers headed for the lobby. Olivia was wearing a light summer-dress that ended just above her knees, Julia had on a pair of white, tight-fitting cotton pants and a sleeveless top and Emily wore a short skirt, a sheer, loose-fitting blouse with bare shoulders and a sleeveless top under it. Their mother's had already ordered a cab and, filled with anticipation, they headed towards the arena. After a meal at a nearby restaurant they went to find their seats. The newly built modern indoor arena had room for 5000 spectators and was packed with excited fans, waiting for the game to start. About 500 Norwegian fans had come to see the final, rather easily spotted due to their Scandinavian looks and team colors. "I bet we're the only ones not knowing anything about handball" Julia said when they sat down into their perfect seats along the centerline just behind the Norwegian substitute bench. "It's good to have a sister with connections," Olivia said jokingly but Emily wasn't listening. Her focus was on the two teams, now entering the stage. Two goalkeepers and ten outfield players from each team lined up on opposite sides of the referees. Hanne, standing next to one of the referees with a captain's ribbon around her arm, looked so powerful and beautiful. The Norwegians had a 3 goal lead, 34 to 31, from the home game but the French players looked very tough and started the game with a rock hard defense. Hanne, playing on the line, spent more time on the floor with French girls on top of her than upright the first fifteen minutes, and with a couple of fast breaks and referees crumbling under the crowd pressure the French squad had the lead 11 to 5. The Norwegians took a time-out, switched goalkeeper and put a pretty girl with long blonde hair in a ponytail on the right wing. The girl didn't look much older than Emily but was very fast and she immediately scored twice on fast breaks when the new goalkeeper started to save the shots from the French distance players. The experienced playmaker in the Norwegian squad started to find Hanne with passes on the line and at halftime the score was 16-15 to the French team, a total lead of two goals for the Norwegians. The five beginners to the game of handball had found the match very exciting and, more than once, they had jumped to their feet to yell at the referee or cheer at a Norwegian goal. During the second half the Norwegians seemed to be in control, but two very tough two minutes penalties in a row for Norwegian players gave the home team a chance to play six against five for four minutes, which made the score 26-22 with four minutes to go. Then the Norwegian coach took a chance and again switched goalkeepers. This turned out to be a genius move and the goalie immediately made a double save. Cecilie scored from distance and with less than a minute left on the clock the score was 26-23 with French ball possession. Hanne, playing as an Indian in the Norwegian 5-1 defense, suddenly managed to steel the ball and alone with the French goalkeeper she made no mistake. The game ended 26 to 24 and, with a total score of 58-57, the Norwegian champions had also become European champions. The crowd fell absolutely silent, except for the Scandinavian fans that of course were cheering like crazy. Celebrating Norwegian players were in a heap on the floor, hugging and kissing, with French girls close to tears around them. After the price ceremony, with the crowd applauding the winners with good sportsmanship, Emily and the others went outside to find a cab. "This was really fun" Christina said. "I can't understand why we don't play this at home". "Tradition is very important, I suppose" Evelyn mused. "If they had started to play handball instead of baseball back in the beginning of the twentieth century I'm sure that handball would have been a major sport for us as well." They got back to the hotel around nine-thirty and headed towards the bar for a drink. Evelyn was a bit more lenient towards her youngest daughter, being on holiday and all, and let her take a drink as well even though she was only sixteen. Emily peaked into the restaurant and saw that it was prepared for a celebration meal, but Hanne and her teammates hadn't arrived yet. They found a round table for five in the bar and sat down. About 30 minutes later, cheerful and happy, the Norwegian team entered the lobby. Hanne and Cecilie, looking very hot in jeans and sleeveless tops, waved at Emily as they passed them into the restaurant. Christina and Evelyn didn't really feel like going to the nightclub and Evelyn gave Olivia strict orders to look after Emily. "She'll be all right, mum. Don't worry" Olivia assured her. Around ten-thirty they took the stairs up to their rooms, the mothers to go to bed and the daughters to fix their makeup. About half an hour later, the girls where ready to go and sat down on the balcony for a final gin and tonic before leaving. "Do you think we'll score tonight" Julia said and immediately broke out into a hysterical giggle. The dark-haired girl couldn't take much alcohol and was beginning to feel a bit drunk. "It will have to be group sex then because we only got one room" Olivia quickly replied making Julia laugh even harder. Emily, also feeling a bit tipsy, found the notion of the three of them having group sex very appealing. 'Without guys, of course' she thought to herself and started to giggle as well.