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 33 - Soccer game Rachel, with good technique and lots of flair and creativity, was the perfect winger when playing soccer and she had had to use all her skills during the intense, closely fought game they were playing this afternoon. Their opponents were experienced, most of the players were around 30, had a physical style of playing and Rachel had, more than once, been brought down by her opponent, a 32-year-old powerful left defender with short, blond hair. They were 0-1 down and the slender brunette could sense her teammates getting more and more frustrated. A precise throw from their goalie gave Rachel some free space. She avoided the tackle from the midfielder and picked up the pace, determined to advance and bracing her self for the inevitable next challenge. When the sliding tackle came she was prepared: She flicked the ball forward and jumped at exactly the right time, avoiding her opponent's muscular leg with a couple of inches. She quickly retrieved her balance, looked up and was delighted to see nothing but green grass between her and the goal. Their central defenders were marking the attackers from Rachel's team and they were all waiting for the cross. So was the goalkeeper. She had left a gap at the closest post and at once Rachel knew what to do. She aimed and then, with a loose curled shot, she put the ball just inside the closest post. The excitement she felt when seeing the ball go into the back of the net was such a rush and, besides herself with joy, she did what the national team had done in the Olympics a couple of years back, she pulled her jersey over her head and started to run towards her approaching team-mates in just her sports bra. Being an exhibitionist and knowing that the crowd and the other players were watching her doubled her euphoria. Her nipples had become hard due to her excitement and her teammate's hand on her nearly naked upper body felt fantastic. Suddenly, Jennifer was in front of her and, to Rachel's surprise, the other girl grabbed her cheeks and gave her a firm kiss on the mouth. The memories of this morning at once became vivid and Rachel didn't know what to say. But Jennifer just turned and started to jog towards her position in the central defence. "One more. There's still fifteen minutes to go" someone said behind her and then a hand patted her left buttock. It was the team captain, Jennifer's partner in the central defence. Her name was Karen, she was 26, and had just the right mental qualities for her leadership role. The younger girls looked up to her and she did a great job keeping them together. Rachel walked back towards her side, slowly pulling her jersey back on. She felt her horniness linger somewhere deep inside her stomach but was also determined to give it all she got to try and help the team to win the match. Six minutes later they won a corner-kick and Rachel took her usual position at the first post. She saw the girl taking the corner make a sign that she was going to aim for her and she prepared herself mentally. With all of her mind focusing on scoring for the second time, she watched her teammate strike the ball, and then she suddenly felt hands close over her breasts. She was pulled backwards and the surprising pressure on her semi hard nipples made her grunt. She lost her balance, falling towards the player behind her and could only watch the ball pass about three feet above her. She was just about to raise her hand, appealing for a penalty, when she, out of the corner of her eye, saw the ball being buried into the net. Jennifer, strong in the air, had moved up from her defensive position and, due to the space that Rachel had created, she had no trouble meeting the ball with her forehead and putting it behind the keeper. Rachel turned and looked into the blue eyes of their number three. She could still feel the woman's hands on her breasts and didn't know how to react. "What are you doing, Jackie?" The goalie, a tall about 25-year-old redhead with braids and a bandana, approached sounding angry. The number three got up, giving her probably fifteen years younger opponent a strange look and turned towards her angry teammate. Rachel's team had gathered around Jennifer and Rachel quickly got to her feet and joined them. For the remaining ten minutes the opponents tried to equalize, getting more and more frustrated. The referee indicated three minutes of extra time and about halfway through Rachel collected the ball, cleared by Karen, and started a fast break towards the opposition's goal. "Hold the ball!" she heard their coach yell, "Play out the remaining time!" 'Fuck that!' Rachel thought. Her adrenaline was rushing and she was now no more than thirty yards from the goal. The number three, annoyed at being beaten by Rachel after keeping the young winger in place for 75 minutes, was rapidly approaching with her mind focused on nothing but stopping the teenager from scoring. Rachel looked up and saw that Mia, one of the strikers, had shaken off her defender and now she was free, just passing the line into the penalty area. Rachel managed the pass and then she felt the blonde's sole on her calf. She yelled out her pain and at the same time the crowd cheered as Mia scored their third goal. "Oh fuck, that hurts!" Rachel whimpered as she lay on her back on the grass, grimacing and holding her calf. The blonde was on her knees beside Rachel, watching her with that same strange look as before, and seconds later the referee came, immediately pulling out the yellow card. "Close to red, number three" the forty-something female official said and then she put her pipe into her mouth, signalling the end of the game. "Sorry" the blonde mumbled with her eyes more on Rachel's body than on her face and then she was gone. "Are you ok, Rachel?" Jennifer had run up to her and the concern in her voice was clear. "What a bitch!" "I-I-I am fine I think" she replied and slowly got up. "But my calf is going to be bruised badly for a couple of days." The team's physio had also joined them and she quickly confirmed that no serious damage had been done. The two friends, with Rachel supporting her self against Jennifer, joined the team in the centre-circle and, after the usual "thank you-for-the-game" procedure, the players started to walk towards the changing rooms. "Hey, Jennifer!" a familiar voice said from the first row of the stands. It was Faith, a cheerful, perky, dark-haired cutie from their class. She had called in sick both on Thursday and Friday and Jennifer was glad to see that she obviously was feeling better. Faith was really interested in soccer and often came to watch them play. "Is Rachel ok? I can't believe that the ref let their number three treat her like that all game. Good thing you won anyway." "At least she got a yellow card out of it." "Yeah, and one goal each! You two really should try out for the professional league." While Faith and Jennifer were chatting, Rachel limped towards the player's exit. The changing rooms were below the main stand and you had to go down a flight of stairs to get to them. The blonde, the red-haired goalkeeper and another player from the other team, this one also around thirty years old with half long black hair and pleasant features, were standing by the stairs, talking. Rachel recognized the third woman as their number six, one of the central midfielders. She felt better in the calf, and enjoying the victory as she was, she decided to make peace with her antagonist. She stopped in front of them and reached her hand out towards the blonde. "No hard feelings, right?" she said, suddenly feeling very self-aware. All three players looked at her with interest. The teenager's stylish dark hair were tangled and messy and her sweaty white jersey clung to her perky breasts, leaving nothing about their shape to the imagination. Her long, slender legs were mud stained and her left sock was pushed down to her ankle, revealing the red mark of the underside of the blonde's soccer shoe. How's your leg?" the blonde said without taking the hand. "Oh, much better" Rachel said feeling silly and not knowing whether to withdraw her hand or not. "Let me look at it." Rachel, surprised by the unexpected question, hesitated. "Uhm, I don't know..." "Come on. I feel guilty about getting carried away out there. Let med do it. I've studied sports injuries." "But my physio has already..." "Please." The blonde suddenly stepped forward and took her hand. Her grip was firm and confident. "Is there somewhere we can go?" Rachel, feeling a little excited about the prospect of the blonde examining her leg, didn't really know what to say. The encounter from this morning with the saleswoman stroking her calf while trying out the shoes and then fucking her brains out had a striking resemblance to this situation. "Well I guess..." Rachel looked around and saw that most of the crowd and the players already had disappeared from the stands and pitch. Jennifer was about thirty feet away talking to their classmate Faith. "Let us help you down the stairs" the goalie said and then she and the number six moved up on either side of Rachel. Before she knew it she had her arms over their shoulders and felt one hand each on the small of her back. "Oh! But I can walk..." Rachel started with the women's free hands touching her hips. The jersey was hanging loosely on her right side and somehow the goalies hand had snuck under it and was now pressing directly against her naked skin. "We want to be safe, honey" the blonde said, smiling. "Where to?" Rachel tried to think. "I suppose the recreation room is deserted by now," She said nervously. "Turn right instead of left and then left and then the first door to the left." As a queue the three women started to move down the stairs practically dragging the girl along with them. * A few minutes later, Jennifer said goodbye to Faith and headed towards the stairs as well. Both teams were already in the changing rooms and she hurried a little to catch up. She turned left and followed the corridor about twenty yards before opening the door to the home team's changing room. The spirit was high inside due to their victory. The mix of water running, girls talking cheerfully and pop music coming out of the speakers always appealed to Jennifer and she headed towards her place. About halfway, their goalkeeper, a tall blonde 22-year-old named Suzy rose and opened her arms. "Jennifer, my girl! What a goal! Give me a hug." Before she knew it she had Suzy's arms around her, squeezing her hard. Hugging among the team was a regular occurrence, but this morning had altered Jennifer's view on all-female embraces quite a bit. The fact that Suzy was topless and that she ended the embrace with a wet kiss on Jennifer's cheek really got to the confused teenager. Embarrassed, she sat down by her place and started to undo her shoes. She was so caught up in her own thoughts and it wasn't until she had taken off everything but her sports bra and shorts that she realised that the seat next to her was empty. "Where's Rachel?" she asked Karen. The captain had just wrapped a towel around her body and was heading towards the showers. "I haven't seen her. Maybe she's with the physio." "I better go and see if she's all right" Jennifer replied and rose again. She put on her warm-up jacket, zipped it up and headed barefoot towards the corridor. Suzy's hug had stirred her hormones and she was thankful for the opportunity to have a few minutes on her own. 'They're probably in the recreation room' she thought and turned left. She walked for about thirty yards, passing the stairs out onto the pitch, before turning left. The door to the recreation room was ajar but the lights were out. Jennifer was just about to turn and then she realised that muffled sounds were coming from inside. 'What now?' she thought. Curiously, she slowly pushed the door open and peaked inside. "I knew you were into this," an excited voice suddenly said and then a grunt with a familiar ring to it was heard. Jennifer stopped dead in her tacks. The recreation room consisted of a short hallway, ending about ten feet a head of Jennifer. A door to the right led into a bigger room and it was from there the voice had come. Nothing more was said but heavy breathing and a rhythmic, wet sound gave whoever was behind the wall away. The heavy breathing started to mix with little moans and gasps of pleasure and the whimpering sounds were all too familiar to Jennifer. 'It's got to be Rachel' she thought. 'What the hell is she doing?' Inside she knew exactly what her friend was doing, or probably more likely what was being done to her, but she couldn't really grasp it. Silently she moved forward and again stopped. She didn't have to peek around the corner because the large mirror on the wall on the other side was enough. For the second time today she found herself watching a stranger masturbate Rachel. She couldn't think straight anymore and hadn't a clue on how to react so she just stood still and continued to look at the scene in the mirror. The massage table was placed with the head towards the wall behind witch Jennifer was standing and, upon it Rachel was lying with her slender legs spread wide. The blonde number three was between them, working as hard as she had done out on the pitch earlier. Jennifer was seeing them at an angle and there was just a big enough gap between the blonde's back and Rachel's left knee and thigh for her to see what the woman was doing to the moaning teenager. She had turned the palm of her right hand upwards and was pumping Rachel's exposed pussy ferociously with her index- and long finger, making the wet sound. Her head was just inches above and she was flicking Rachel's clit rapidly with her tongue. Rachel's shorts were in a pile beside the blonde and her left sock and shoe were off as well. Two other players were standing on either side of Rachel, watching their teammate's efforts closely. Jennifer recognised them as the goalkeeper and one of the midfielders, a black-haired 30-something woman with number six on her back. It was rather dusky inside the room due to the lack of light but Jennifer could still clearly see the excitement in their eyes. Rachel was up on her elbows, panting and staring like crazy at the blonde finger fucking and licking her. Her buttocks were more in the air than on the massage table and she was more or less grinding herself against the invading fingers. The whole situation was getting to Jennifer and her hand automatically started to move downwards. Her fingers slid into her shorts and soon she felt the rough texture of her pubic hair. The goalkeeper bit her lip and seemed to be thinking for a few seconds. Then she reached forward, grabbed Rachel's jersey and started to pull it upwards. The teenager's cupcake breasts, covered by her black sports bra, were revealed, rising and falling rhythmically. The goalie left the jersey under Rachel's chin and then she tentatively placed both her hands on top of the two delicious mounds. "I really can't blame you for flashing these when you scored" she said and smiled towards the blushing girl. "They're fabulous". Jennifer's hand had reached her wet slit and she carefully pressed her long finger inside, anxious not to moan and reveal herself. She pressed her palm against her clit and slowly started to rub it, simultaneously moving her finger inside her vagina. Mesmerised, she followed the redheaded goalie's face as the woman leaned in towards Rachel's face with slightly parted lips. The teenager eagerly met them, pressing her mouth against the older woman's. Jennifer, wanting some more room, temporarily withdrew her hand. She pushed her shorts down over her thighs and then her right hand went back to her exposed pussy. She quickly found her engorged clit and started to rub it lightly, marvelling at the sensations her motions were producing. The blonde had pulled her hand back out of Rachel and was now, with a firm grip on the girl's hips, practically sucking on the wet, swollen pussy in front of her. She had sensed that the young player was close to coming and wanted as much of the pussy juice in her mouth as possible. Meanwhile the goalkeeper, without breaking the kiss, managed to pull the elastic bra upwards to join the jersey under Rachel's chin. The hard nipples were in sight for a few seconds and the goalies hands again covered the naked flesh. This time she started to rub the firm globes thoroughly and Rachel's moaning into the redhead's mouth immediately increased. Jennifer felt really dizzy and had to support herself against the wall with her left hand. Her right hand picked up the pace and she felt that her orgasm would be close if she kept going. Her fears of being caught had vanished and all she could think of was to watch and masturbate. The third woman remained passive and seemed content just to watch. If anyone of the players had looked up and into the mirror they would immediately have spotted the masturbating teammate of the young player that they were having sex with, but the chances of that were slim. The goalkeeper had her tongue way down Rachel's throat and the face of number three was buried between Rachel's legs and the number six seemed to be unable to tear her eyes of the beautiful picture that Rachel's nearly naked body made. Suddenly Rachel's hips started to rotate. She arched her back and wrapped her arms around the goalkeeper, moaning desperately into the woman's mouth. The redheaded keeper broke the kiss and looked towards her team-mate between the girl's legs. The blonde was determined not to let one drop of cum go to waist and was pressing her mouth hard against the convulsing vagina. "Yeah, baby! Come for us," the goalkeeper said in a low, husky voice. The tall redhead bit her lip again, probably something she automatically did when she pondered something. Then she hiked her thumbs into her shorts and pulled them down her long legs. Her panties went the same way and in no time she was up on the massage table, draping a long leg on either side of Rachel's face. Facing her blonde teammate, still sucking on Rachel's pussy, she spread her outer lips wide with her fingers and started to lower herself onto the coming teenagers open mouth. Rachel automatically parted her lips and then her tongue made contact with the moist, soft flesh. "Oh, yes! That feels so fucking good," the goalkeeper gasped and then she slowly started to rock back and forth, moving her pelvis rhythmically. "Grab my ass" she whispered and immediately she felt the girl's hands slide over her thighs and then they closed on her buttocks, pulling them apart. Jennifer was really close now and she fought desperately to keep quiet while her hand relentlessly rubbed her clit and the swollen flesh of her pussy. "Uuungh!" A little grunt escaped her lips, but no one seemed to notice. Suddenly the orgasm overflowed her and she felt her cum start to wet her palm. The blonde was done and rose to her feet, leaving Rachel's pussy fully exposed, and it was the perfect thing for Jennifer to focus on while riding her climax. For a few seconds she stared at her best friend's beautiful female sex. It was so exciting and felt so forbidden at the same time and Jennifer just kept masturbating, mesmerised by the scene in the mirror. "Oh, ah! Mmmph! Yes...fuck...lick me..." the goalkeeper mumbled incoherently. Rachel apparently did well between her legs and she was breathing hard. She had pulled up her jersey and was fondling her ample breasts through her bra. Now she lifted the fabric, revealing two swollen nipples, and started to twirl them with her fingertips. The woman was really fit and Jennifer could see her firm stomach muscles clench under her sweaty skin. The blonde walked over to her teammate and, with the number six just still watching, they started to make out. About a minute later the goalie pulled away and threw back her head. "Oh fuck, she's going to make me come!" she moaned and then the tall athletic body started to shake. Jennifer's hand stopped moving. She was too sensitive and she knew that she wouldn't be able to keep quiet if she continued. The others seemed almost done and she thought it was better to leave before they spotted her. She didn't want to embarrass Rachel and she would also have a hard time explaining why she had been secretly watching instead of making her presence known. After a last look at the coming keeper, she silently snuck back out into the hallway. * The woman sitting on her face was coming violently and Rachel felt her cheeks getting wetter and wetter. The wide-open pussy was grinding hard against her tongue and she did her best to keep up with the pace. It was just the second time she had gone down on another female and the first one could hardly count, because the teacher had already brought herself to the brink of climax and it had just been for Rachel to open her mouth and receive the cum. She couldn't believe that she had gotten herself into this position for the second time today. Not knowing how to talk herself out of letting the blonde check her calf she had guided the players to the empty recreation room. They hadn't even bother to put the lights on and, after placing Rachel on the massage table and checking her calf a little just for show, the blonde had got to work. The three players had eagerly let their eyes roam over Rachel's sweaty, dirty, long legs and young breasts and the teenager, being the exhibitionist that she was, had really started to enjoy the attention. The blonde had, after glancing at Rachel's flushed face, quickly pulled her shorts off and immediately pushed two fingers into the girl's waiting vagina. The 30-something defender was really skilled and when her tongue started to flick Rachel's clit anything except the sensations from her crotch had disappeared from Rachel's aroused mind. For the last couple of minutes her view had been blocked by the goalkeeper's buttocks and anus, but now the woman climbed off her face. The blonde and the third player was looking at her and being openly stared at in this state, naked, aroused, sweaty and with her cheeks smeared by the goalkeepers cum, gave her such a strange and enormous rush and she had to admit that she just loved it. "I can't believe that you guys were serious about doing her," the black-haired midfielder said in a hoarse voice. "You almost raped her". "Oh, come on" the blonde replied with a sly smile. "She practically begged for it out on the pitch. And besides, anyone could see that she loved it." It felt really exciting, hearing the players talk about her in third person like a sex object. They had definitely taken advantage of her but the blonde was right. She had loved it. They seemed to be done and Rachel wearily started to get up. But the goalkeeper stopped her. The redhead was standing by her left side and now she placed the palm of her hand on Rachel's stomach. "We're not done with you yet, honey" she smiled and pushed the girl back down. She started to caress Rachel's stomach softly, moving her hand in gradually widening circles. Her other hand went to Rachel's breast and she gently began rubbing the semi-hard nipple with her palm. After about thirty seconds, the circles were wide enough fro the hand to brush against Rachel's pubic hair. It suddenly changed direction and then the goalies long finger pressed against her oversensitive slit. "Aaah!" Rachel grunted. 'Here we go again' she dimly thought as the sexual sensations yet again overwhelmed her with renewed force. After another minute the goalie let go of Rachel's breast, pulled her pussylips apart with both hands and started to lick the pink flesh rapidly. "She's such a horny little thing" Rachel heard the blonde say and then she felt a wet finger started to rub against her anus. * Fifteen minutes later Rachel opened the door to the changing room. After another orgasm, this time she came into the goalies mouth with the blonde's finger way up into her ass, the three players had abruptly left her as she was. It took about five minutes for her to compose herself and now, with cum-smeared cheeks, shaky legs and a hurting calf she nervously stepped inside. She desperately thought of a way to explain where she had been, but she couldn't really get her dazed mind to work. Luckily, the room was empty. Everyone seemed to be done already and had probably left for the club restaurant to celebrate the victory. She limped over to her seat and sat down. "Where were you?" Jennifer had appeared from the shower stalls with wet hair and a towel wrapped around her body. She had a strange expression on her face and was looking intently at Rachel. "Uuhm...I went for a walk to check how my calf..." Rachel lamely started and then abruptly stopped. "You can't keep letting strange women fuck you like that," Jennifer said in a low voice and at the same time she loosened her towel. It silently fell to the floor and Rachel's eyes were immediately drawn to Jennifer's exposed breasts. "You might get into trouble" Jennifer whispered and stepped forward. "You saw...?" Rachel started and then Jennifer straddled her lap. "Yes. I was masturbating in the hallway." Jennifer had put one hand behind Rachel's head and was stroking her friend's sweaty hair tenderly. "Oh!" was all Rachel could think of to say. Jennifer's naked breasts were just inches away from her face. She automatically moved her hands to Jennifer's hips and then she leaned forward and softly kissed the narrow space between the two mounds. Jennifer's other hand went to Rachel's head as well, she obviously wanted her friend to keep kissing her. Rachel extended her tongue and started to explore the breasts and at the same time she moved her hands to Jennifer's buttocks. She took a firm grip on the round globes and slowly spread them apart. "Oh, Rachel..." Jennifer whispered and started to push the sitting teenager's head downwards. Rachel willingly let her self be guided towards her friend's waiting pussy. Her tongue traced a line over Jennifer's tense stomach, abdomen and pubic hair and then she lightly touched the top of the slit with the tip of her tongue. She increased the pressure of her hands on the clenching buttocks and followed Jennifer's slit downwards, tasting her third pussy in just a few days. Jennifer had started to make little whimpering sounds and was obviously enjoying the attention. Her hands disappeared from Rachel's head and when the sitting girl looked up she saw that Jennifer had started to caress her own breasts. She grabbed Jennifer's behind tightly and pressed her friend's pelvis forward and at the same time she extended her tongue as far a she could. Jennifer's outer lips parted easily and Rachel's tongue went into the moist vagina. "Oh, yes!" Jennifer panted. She was breathing heavily and obviously enjoyed the attention Rachel was giving to her immensely. After a few minutes, Rachel withdrew her tongue and released Jennifer's right buttock. She placed the tip of her long finger against the pussy opening and, with one powerful thrust she shoved it as far up into Jennifer as it would go. She sucked the engorged clit into her mouth and started to pump the poor girls pussy ferociously. "Aaah!" Jennifer yelled and moved her hands to Rachel's shoulders, desperately holding on to them not to fall over. In less than two minutes Jennifer started to come. "Oh god! Yes! Fuck me!" she moaned and Rachel, encouraged by the unexpected dirty talk from her usually rather prudent friend, eagerly did, sucking hard on the throbbing clit and speeding up the pace of her finger as much as he could. Jennifer sunk down into Rachel's lap, totally spent, and the two friends, and now also lovers, started to kiss tenderly. "God that was awesome" Jennifer whispered and buried her face into the crevice between Rachel's neck and shoulder.