This story begins on a quiet Saturday afternoon. I was getting ready for soccer practice. Brad was on a recliner, reading. Brad was my boyfriend at the time. I had been living with him for about a year.
I had met him on a blind date. A mutual friend had set us up. Neither of us was looking for anything long-term. We ended up living together. But our living arrangement was loose – we played it by the ear most of the time.
Sex with him had been all right till that point – nothing outstanding though. More importantly for me, at that point in life I was experimenting with sex. I had the zeal of a learner. I wanted new experiences. Discovering pleasure. And innovating ways to please men.
While changing into my sports bra and practice shorts, I felt his eyes on me. He enjoyed watching me change or get naked.
My shirt came off and then my bra. I was topless. He stared at my perky boobs. I turned away from him to look at myself in the dresser mirror.
In the mirror, I could see him looking at my panty-covered butt. Rolling my panties down, I allowed him a good look at my naked ass. There is an exhibitionist lurking inside me somewhere - this show was making me wet.
I looked at the clock. There was no time to fuck or get off. That pleasure would have to wait. As I slipped into the sports bra and shorts, I asked him if he wanted to come watch us girls play. He agreed.
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Practice that day lasted sixty minutes. Brad sat on the bleachers and watched. It was an all-girl game.
There were sixteen of us on the field. So we divided into two teams of eight. It was right in the middle of summer. The weather was nice and warm – typical northern California weather.
There was a lot of good-natured yelling and screaming on the field. Everyone was ready for a good workout after the workweek. Nydia, who works at a deli, was on fire. She scored twice. Luckily for me she was on my side. All of us girls gave her big hugs each time she scored. Nydia is about my height at five-seven. So I felt my boobs press into hers each time we hugged.
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After the game I came off the field all sweaty. Brad got up to greet me. I went into his arms. We kissed using our tongues. I pressed my warm body against his. He squeezed my ass. He didn't seem to mind the sweat.
As we kissed I let my hand drop to his shorts and rubbed his cock over the fabric of his shorts. Sure enough his cock responded positively to my touch. A good workout on the soccer field makes me extra horny.
It was around 6 pm. Brad asked, "Wanna go get some dinner, Ally?" I said yes and excused myself to go change.
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The coach was giving her usual ten-minute spiel on strategy for the following games and practice-sessions when I walked into the locker room. We play in the local league and this is part of the routine. I joined the other girls huddled around the sole speaker.
When the huddle was over everyone started talking simultaneously. There was a lot of good cheer and banter. And some playfulness. There were only two showers so we had to line up and wait.
Jessica, the practical joker of the group, walked around pretending she had a tampon stuck up her ass. This cracked everyone up. Then she proceeded to demonstrate how her nervous lover-boyfriend struggled to find her pussy when they did it the first time. The girls were whooping.
When my turn came to shower I found myself with Julia. I should explain what I mean by that. You see, the way these showers are set up there isn't much privacy. I mean the showers are in a stall so no one can see you from the locker room. But between the two showerheads there is no separation. And the space inside the common stall is quite cramped – it's usual for bodies to touch when both showers are used simultaneously.
Anyways, as I was saying, Julia and I entered the shower almost at the same time. I've always liked her. She is exceptionally pretty – smiling eyes and sharp features. Her dark hair was cut short.
I noticed her boobs as she took off her t-shirt and bra – 36 C would be my guess. They were pear shaped and perky. Her nipples were moderately sized, the areolas proportionate. While I've seen various cup sizes, some smaller, others bigger, these boobs would be way up there on my list in terms of overall shape and proportion.
Julia was about my height with an athletic frame. As she took off her shorts and panties I found myself checking out her ass.
She had a gorgeous ass. Her hips curved perfectly from the waist. And her ass cheeks flared up in perfect symmetry from her lower back down to the back of her thighs. If your eyes glazed over these complex descriptions – don't worry. What I am trying to say is straightforward: A woman's ass comes in all shapes and sizes. I'd rate this one A+.
Deliberately dropping my soap bar, bending to pick up the slippery thing from the floor, I got a good luck at her pussy. She had a crop of light dark hair on top of her clit area.
Otherwise, she was clean-shaven and the bikini line perfect. To complete the picture for you – I was entirely shaven at the time. My pussy was as smooth as a newborn's bottom. As she soaped herself between her legs I got a glimpse of her pink clit.
I wondered whether Brad would enjoy fucking Julia. At that point I almost laughed aloud. What was I thinking? I wanted Brad to fuck this girl? I was checking out another girl for my boyfriend! Was I insane? Still laughing at myself, I finished showering.
Afterwards I dried myself using a colossal white towel and dressed. Then I said bye to Julia and the remaining girls, and headed out to where Brad was waiting patiently for me. I knew he had brought his book so he wouldn't be totally bored. And I suspected he enjoyed checking out the other girls as they left.
***
It was Saturday evening so most would be going out. Almost all the girls had changed into something more decent than usual for their dates. I hadn't and that is usual for me.
I wore desert khaki capri pants and a short white shirt. My shirt was tight over my breasts – the low cut design showed off cleavage. Showing off my cleavage would keep Brad warmed up over the dinner table for possible action later. That was my strategy anyway – didn't know whether that would work.
The shirt ended half way down my belly so that my belly button kissed the evening air as Brad and I walked towards the parking lot. My shoulderlength blonde hair was brushed back straight and still damp from the shower. Sock less sneakers covered my feet.
***
As he drove us through the light evening traffic I watched Brad's profile affectionately. My mind then wandered to sexy Julia, her naked body, and how the two of them would look together.
Brad was just about an inch taller than I am, medium build, and a face with imperfections. He wasn't even close to good looking in the traditional sense. Nor was he particularly athletic or have a great body type. He was a lot older than I am.
Personality wise, he was calm – the type that sleeps through an earthquake. Flexible and open-minded, Brad was comfortable to hang out with because I could relax and be myself.
I didn't tell him anything but as he kept his eyes on the road I put my hand between my legs and squeezed them together. Using the pressure of my hand through the fabric of the pants I pressed my clit fantasizing Brad fucking gorgeous Julia.
By the time we got to the dinner restaurant I managed a small cum. With my pussy creamy I savored the stickiness between my legs as we walked in. Brad, of course, knew nothing of my private cum. There are some secrets that a girl is entitled to, right?
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