Date: Sat, 10 Nov 2007 07:22:22 -0500
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Soccer Practice 5

PREFACE:

If you've arrived here not knowing about my intertwined story lines, an
explanation maybe useful. This segment of `Soccer Practice will Never be
the Same' includes characters from the `Melanie's Obsession' series [namely
Melanie] and from a story that currently stands alone called `An Educated
Tongue'. I mix and match characters from the story lines and there are
references to the other stories, but I think you'll still be able to enjoy
this essay without having read the previous works. If you do like this
piece you might want to try the others.

As always I welcome your comments.

Enjoy.



The teenagers sat on the bus both feeling the urgent need in their lower
belly. It was only a fifteen minute ride from Simone's Boutique to Amanda's
house but, to the two horny young women, it seemed like hours. Occasionally
they glanced at each other but didn't speak. The images that were
presenting themselves inside the girl's heads were remarkably similar and
excluded all other thought.

Melanie had called Mandy on Saturday morning. Melanie was bored and wanted
to see if her friend was up to doing some window shopping at the
mall. Amanda had been planning on doing some soccer drills but when her
friend persisted she'd agreed to meet her. The mall held the girls'
interest for a while but they found themselves in the food court drinking
sodas and just watching people. That's when Melanie had another brain wave;

"Let's go downtown and visit Annie" she suggested. Mandy was already
wishing she'd stayed home and goofed around with her beloved soccer ball
`cause this is boring' so she agreed and off they went.

When they entered the clothing store at Fifth and Main it looked deserted,
not a soul in sight. "She's probably in the back" Melanie speculated as the
two held hands on their way to the rear of the establishment. They were
pulled up short at the sales counter. On the desk behind the counter, the
image of two women virtually naked and in the sixty nine position was
displayed on the lap top screen. The girls, who might easily have been
mistaken for sisters, if not twins, looked at each other and giggled. They
instantly recognized the strawberry blonde on the bottom as Annie. The
older woman on top also had red blonde tresses and was doing a marvelous
looking job of servicing their friend's pussy.

"She's at it again!" Melanie observed and they'd settled in to enjoy the
show. Annie had told them about the surveillance cameras mounted in the
fitting rooms, so they knew what the source of the erotic display was. Both
teenager's immediately felt their nipples stiffen and the pleasing warm
sensation in their crotch as they studied the cunnilingus technique of the
woman with the huge pendulous breasts. When the women on the remarkably
clear screen orgasmed each of the youngsters grabbed their own girlhoods in
empathetic harmony. Melanie and Amanda looked at each other with wanton
lust and no words were necessary. They were out of the store and on a bus
to Mandy's house to replicate the spectacle they'd just witnessed. It was
that spectacle that replayed over and over in the teenagers' minds as they
rode.

They were both breathless after sprinting from the bus stop and up the
stairs to Mandy's bedroom. Tops and bras flew before their frenzied tongues
entwined. Small hands kneaded supple adolescent tit flesh and pubescent
pussies yearned for attention. Melanie being the bigger and stronger of the
two maneuvered Amanda back to the bed. As soon as they were horizontal the
larger girl captured her friend's areola in her mouth and began to
suck. With the soft teenaged lips pleasuring her sensitive boob Mandy
heaved her hips to strip off her shorts and panties as a unit. Completely
naked now the smaller teenager, on the bottom, could feel her friend's
breasts squishing all over her pelvis providing tantalizing but quite
inadequate stimulation. They were recovered from the race to the bedroom
but their breathing was still coming in short gasps punctuated by an
occasional moan. Melanie slid down her playmate's body dragging her tits
over the slender but muscular thighs of the soccer player. She wound up
kneeling beside the bed between the athletic legs looking at the engorged
vulva. Playfully she blew cool air on it before applying her hot tongue.

"Ahhgg..." the smaller girl groaned at the intimate contact she'd been
starving for. Melanie's talented tongue poked and circled the slippery
labia exploring every part. The kneeling young woman carefully avoided the
dark pink gumdrop at the top of the slit; occasionally bumping it with her
nose.  Each time her friend contacted her love button Amanda ratcheted to a
higher level of arousal. The teasing tongue was like an orchestra playing
and the collisions with her clit were cymbal crashes.

The soccer player had assured her cunt lapping companion that her mother
was at a Trade Show and wouldn't be home until dinner time or later. So
there was no need to trouble with the bedroom door; right? It actually
proved to be quite fortunate that they had left the door open. If it had
been closed they probably wouldn't have heard the other women's voices over
the slurping and moaning. Melanie's head popped up from her task to
listen. The voices weren't loud but they were definitely getting
closer. Mandy was much slower to react. Surfing on the wave of pleasure it
took several seconds in the absence of stimulation for her to receive the
auditory signals that her friend was already reacting to. The girl's eyes
met wide and fearful;

"Your mother!" Melanie exclaimed softly while scrambling around the
bed. Amanda executed a coordinated flip; throwing her feet over her head
landing on her knees behind the bed with her playmate. The naked girls
crouched low trying not to breath but not succeeding.

"The light you apply your make up in is critical" missus Sullivan was
saying as she passed the teenager's door. Glancing into her daughter's room
she saw two outfits scattered about the floor. She pulled the door closed
in embarrassment, "teenagers!" she explained to the tall blonde woman
behind her.

"I may not be that much better now!" Jill Bern chuckled as they continued
down the hall. The busty blonde was taking a good look at the shorter
woman's hips swaying under the full skirt and the beautifully shaped calves
below. Her pussy had been twitching periodically since she'd first met
Cathy at the Glamour Show an hour and a half ago. The young administrative
assistant was interested in the exhibitors; there were local hair and
beauty salons, photography studios, clothing outlets, fitness and tanning
salons and of course make-up companies like the one Cathy represented. The
pretty blonde told herself that it was all about the displays, free samples
and discount coupons but she knew better. Ever since the night at the
conference with Dianne she had not been able to get Sapphic love out of her
mind. For five years she had stayed strictly hetro until Dianne's tight
little body had reawakened the lesbian in her. Now that it was awake it was
hungry. Deep down she knew she'd gone to the show knowing that it would be
ninety percent, or more, women. Some of them had to be into girls. She was
trolling. The fact that her current boyfriend was a barely adequate lover
was just an added incentive. `If it weren't for the fact that he has a lot
of coin and he's not afraid to spend it, it wouldn't have lasted this long'
she had been thinking as she'd wandered the show floor.

Cathy was feeling unnecessary in her company's booth. The Marketing VP had
decided to go small since this was their first year participating in this
particular show. `Better to start out small and enlarge it than start too
big and have to downsize the next year; that sends the wrong message to the
show attendees' he'd said. The only problem was that he decided to get four
Customer Service Reps. to be there. `There really wasn't room for us all. I
know Phil thinks nobody will wait around; if there's not somebody to talk
with right away they'll be gone, and we loose the very opportunity we're
there to seize. But we were never all busy the entire morning the most we
ever had was three at once and that lasted less than five minutes.' When
the well endowed blonde showed up after lunch Cathy's pussy had done a
little flip. `God she's almost as stacked as Liz' she decided. Cathy's
coochie had been neglected of late. Her soccer pro turned teenaged soccer
coach turned lesbian lover had to rush home to England three weeks ago when
her father had a stroke. Cathy spoke with her last week. Liz was predicting
it would be a least another month, maybe two. Mandy's mother's heart
sank. Her daughter on the other hand seemed to take the news very well.

Jill was explaining to the cosmetics expert how she carefully applied her
make up in the morning but when she got to work she was rarely satisfied
with the way she looked. It's the lighting Cathy told her. I bet you are
applying your make up in incandescent light but your office is lit with
fluorescent. Jill seemed genuinely fascinated by the information. What she
was actually fascinated with was the way the cosmetics sales woman
repeatedly scoped out her boobs. The older woman's eyes had nearly burned a
hole through her T shirt and Jill felt the heat. Missus Sullivan's ulterior
motive for offering to show her customer the adjustable light set up she
had on her own make up table was simply to escape the boredom of the
show. It was a collateral benefit that she'd get to ogle the blonde's tits
a while longer. When she informed her co-workers that she was going to step
out for a while they were standing chatting with each other nary a customer
in sight. They took the Sullivan SUV to the Sullivan residence.

Inside her bedroom Cathy took a seat at her make up table while Jill stood
behind her. The seated woman demonstrated how by adjusting louvers and
coloured filters over the white light source that she was able to replicate
the lighting conditions that she would be in the most. Jill alternated her
attention between the light show and her host's breasts. They weren't large
but they were very pert and proud looking encased in the rosy pink colored
silk blouse. What the younger woman found more arousing was the smaller
bump that was very evident atop each of the modest boobs. She'd noticed
them at the show and they were definitely bigger, longer now. Jill reached
forward to slide the lever that changed the colored filter over the
light. In the process her full round breast pressed against Cathy's
shoulder at the same time the blonde's forearm pressed against the side of
the seated woman's tit. Jill's ear was very close to her target's mouth and
the deep sigh she heard sent a chill down her spine that turned into a
flash of intense heat when it reached her crotch.

The younger woman held her position while checking her host's face in the
mirror. Cathy's eyes were closed and she had her lower lip pinched between
her teeth, an unmistakable grimace of arousal on her face. When Jill was
convinced the woman was not going to do anything to stop the tittie contact
she reached further forward, pressing her boob firmly against the seated
woman's shoulder and allowing the inside of her forearm to rub against the
older woman's protruding nipple. The blonde was gratified by the deep groan
the minimal contact caused.

"Jesus, Cathy your nipples are spectacular!" she breathed in the seated
woman's ear. The light pressure the cosmetics sales rep had been feeling
between her legs suddenly became an insistent throb. The soft lips on her
ear brought back the memory of the soccer coach's living room which brought
back the memory of the magnificent orgasm which caused a thunderbolt to
strike her womanhood and she shrieked.

"Let me see them. Let me touch them and suck them" Jill was crooning in her
ear as her nimble fingers worked the buttons loose on the older woman's
blouse.

Across the hall two naked teenaged girls had plucked up the courage to
stand up. It had been a couple of minutes since they'd heard any sound from
outside the door. Amanda picked up her shorts and was about to step into
them when she saw that Melanie had cracked the door open and was peeking
into the hall. "Melanie!" Mandy demanded in a harsh whisper. Her friend was
out the door a second later.

As soon as she was in the hall Melanie picked up the soft moans coming from
the other room. Stealthily she hugged the wall, crept to the open door and
peeked around the corner. She arrived just in time to see her friend's
mother's bra join her blouse on the bedroom floor. The older woman sitting
in the chair had her head back and was obviously enjoying the attention the
beautiful blonde leaning over her was lavishing on her jutting
nipples. Melanie took a moment to scan the unknown woman teasing Cathy's
breasts. The snug powder blue T shirt hugged an amazing set of knockers not
quite as tightly as the blue jeans hugged the round butt that was thrust
out in the young woman's bent from the waist position. The sight of the
older woman's nipples being so meticulously worked over resurrected the
need in the teenager's own tingling tits. Holding the door frame with one
hand she began to squeeze and pinch her boob with the other. Jill had just
pulled the seated woman to her feet when Melanie felt the squishy pressure
of Amanda's boobs on her back. The younger girl had to stifle a gasp seeing
the unknown young woman sucking on her topless mother's nips. She
automatically grabbed her crotch in response to the twinge.

The younger woman had managed to release the multiple fasteners holding the
full skirt and it floated to the floor leaving Mandy's mother with just a
pair of white bikini panties between her and nudity. Cathy anxiously tugged
at her recent acquaintance's T shirt top. The surprisingly stretchy
material turned inside out as it ascended the blonde's torso revealing the
under wired over stuffed lace cups. When the cotton blend top hit the floor
Cathy's hands went to work on the hooks of the broad back strap. In seconds
the heavily reinforced bra was hanging from the stooped woman's shoulders
but stubbornly refused to release its treasures. Only when Mandy's mom
grasped the shoulder straps and pulled away, did the impressive jugs some
into full dangling view.

Both of the teenagers gasped softly at the revelation. Melanie slipped her
arm around her younger friend and slipped it between her wet slippery
thighs. Amanda moaned softly as the older girl's finger intruded just
slightly between the engorged lips of her girlhood. The subtle pleasure of
the intimate contact was compounded by the vision of her mother lifting the
unknown blonde woman's impressive tit and sucking the bulging pink
areola. Mandy returned her friend's caress putting her hand between the
older girl's legs from behind and toying with the distended labia. The
teenagers were trying not to vocalize their pleasure for fear of being
discovered, but they were not entirely successful. Little moans and mewing
sounds were escaping each of them.

The surging in her crotch made Jill clutch her vulva through the thick
jeans. She could feel the heat of her aroused pussy and knew that it needed
air. Releasing the button and zipper she started the task of pushing the
tight denim over her round ass.  The rocking motion of her hips to
accomplish the task was instinctive. Cathy prevented the sympathetic sway
of the taller woman's hooters with her hands and her lips stayed latched on
one succulent nipple or the other through out. There were no panties under
the denim to complicate the progression toward nudity.

The teenagers' fingers were becoming more aggressive, penetrating each
others' outer defenses and swirling in the slippery hot interiors.

Sinking to her knees Cathy pulled the jeans down the slender thighs, and
past her lover's knees. She caught the pungent sweet fragrance and felt her
head spin. The tiny blonde triangle above the protruding pinkness below
confirmed that her playmate's hair color was natural. Unable to resist the
erotic fragrance the kneeling woman ran her tongue over the tightly closed
sex. Jill had one arm across her chest pressing on her tingling melons and
the other holding the foot board of the bed for support. Cathy carefully
threaded the stiff material over the blonde's feet taking her backless
sandals off with the pants. When Cathy pushed her, the foot board of the
bed caught the younger woman above the knee and caused her to topple onto
the softness of the pillow top mattress. The administrative assistant
bounced only once issuing a little squeal in the process.

Mandy marveled at how similar her mother's friend's body was to Coach
Nelson's. The thought of her soccer coach sent a shiver of pleasure through
the teenaged loins. Melanie felt the spasm on her finger tips and pushed
two fingers into her friend's receptive quim. Mandy followed suit and
penetrated her friend with three fingers. The teenagers were too aroused to
suppress the resulting grunts of pleasure.

Missus Sullivan, kneeling at the foot of the bed, dragged Jill's hips
toward her and lifted the smooth thighs onto her shoulders. The aroma of
the blossoming womanhood filled her nose as she inspected the younger
woman's most guarded treasure. It was only the third pussy she'd ever seen
close up, and one of them was her own. Comparing the beautiful glistening
vulva to that of Liz Nelson was unavoidable. Jill's labia were lighter
colored and longer but the clitoral hood was certainly smaller and, unlike
the soccer coach, the love button stayed hidden in its protective
sheath. Cathy once again had a pang of inadequacy knowing how small her own
pleasure center appeared. `Does every other woman in the world have a big
clit but me' she wondered as she applied her thumbs to spread the spongy
flesh and retract the prepuce exposing the pencil eraser sized glans from
its hiding place. "Oh God....oh my God...oh honey pleeease..." the upended
woman wailed. Cathy didn't need the encouragement. Her tongue was already
testing and tasting the sweet nectar rolling from between the delicate
petals. "Ugh...ugh..." Jill grunted as the intrepid tongue contacted her
most sensitive spot. The younger woman's hips began to heave; "oh
fuuck... oh God, ugh...ugh...I'm gonna cuuum..." she announced at the same
time her prophesy came true.

In the hall Amanda felt her own climax begin. The surging pounding release
in her girlhood spread over her whole body like a thousand electric
shocks. Her knees buckled and he friend's fingers were prematurely
extracted from her needy cooch. She wound up sitting on the floor with her
own fingers finishing the job. When she opened her eyes she couldn't
believe what she was seeing. Her classmate had entered the room and was
standing there watching the busty blonde thrashing on the bed. The naked
teenager was vigorously stroking her own pussy.

"Melanie!" the post orgasmic teenager sitting in the hall forced out the
harshly whispered warning. Amanda realized what was about to happen when
she saw her friend take another step toward the adults. "Mel-an-ie...!" she
cried more forcefully but it did no good. Her friend had decided to join
the party.