The Soccer Mom

My brother always played soccer. I did too but I was in high school now, the last year and I didn’t have time anymore. I still went to my little bro’s games though to support him. He played on the select soccer club team with other kids his age. Anyway I was eighteen and full of hormones and I was always watching for anything that moved that looked semi good. And there was this one family that had just what I wanted.

Anyway there was this kid who played mid field on my brother’s team that I had known since they used to play together as babies. His sister went to school with me, and all though our younger years we used to fight with each other, since I had a huge crush on her. Her name was Carry.

At any rate, back to the story. She had great genes; her mother was pretty good looking, I went to the game and I was watching my brother play, but really I was watching Holly, Carry’s mom. She was wearing a tight white tea shirt and mesh shorts, white sneakers and a hat with the team logo on it, and her pony tail of dirty blonde hair pulled through the back of the hat. I was staring at her by accident, and she snapped around and looked at me. I waved shyly at her and she smiled back, and then turned to the field and clapped yelling “OK guys, don’t bunch up now.” I looked away and tried to refocus on the game but I just couldn’t get her out of my head…

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped a little but a voice rang out in my ear,

“Gogogogogogogo Go, come on guys”

It was Holly. I was terrified and I looked straight ahead. She squeezed my shoulder and said softly, “I saw you looking at me” I almost pissed my pants, I was so scared. She continued to hold onto my shoulder, I was too afraid to look at her. She again said quietly, “I saw you looking at me, but it’s OK” I snapped around an looked at her, right in the eyes, and she winked at me, “don’t look at me, tie your shoe or something.” I did as I was told and bent over to tie my shoe, and as I was unlacing the right one a folded piece of paper dropped next to me and I felt her nudge my back with her knee, and I grabbed the paper. And I sensed her leave. I finished tying my shoe and stood up and looked around. She wasn’t there. I opened the paper slowly and read what was written. I said simply:

ZST-3450

After half time

(At the risk of sounding dense to the reader)

I was perplexed but sat down on the lawn chair I brought and began to ponder the piece of paper. My brother’s team came running down the field toward me and all the footsteps pounding the under-watered field shook me. I looked up in time to see a ball fly past me. I snapped back into reality and realized what the note meant; it was a license plate number. I heard the whistle blow and it was half time, all the players came off the field. I got up and looked around, and slipped away to the parking lot, to see what was going on in the elusive ZST-3450. I kept telling myself that I was crazy, and I probably was. I spotted the car and went towards it.

It was a dark read Dodge van, one of the larger ones, typical of the soccer mom culture. I crept up to it still telling my self I was crazy. I looked at the tinted windows and knocked gently at the driver’s side door. The window rolled down and Holly looked out at me and I froze. She smiled and got out of the car. She looked the same but said nothing to me. I finally had to say something, “What is going on here”

Holly opened the door and asked me to get in. I wasn’t stupid, I knew not to get into cars with strange grown ups, so I looked her right in the eye and demanded to know what was going on. She took my hand and placed it on her chest. That was all the cue I needed, I couldn’t believe it but I got into the van. I saw that the removable seats were removed, and replaced with a large air mattress. Holly motioned for me to get in. And I did with gusto but still trying to act cool, though not successfully, I felt really awkward. It broke down like this,

“I saw you looking at me earlier,” said Holly, “ and I could tell what you wanted but I need to ask you something.

“Shoot” I said.

“Well, I know that you are young and I am a little older, and I really am flattered, it make me feel good to know that I am still attractive. And well any way, I don’t want to disappoint you but I’m sorry I don’t think it would work out. People might start to say things, you know”

“I understand,” I said sinking a little, but I was still wondering why she brought me into the van with her daughter to tell me this. She continued talking…

“But I do have a favor to ask of you, do you know my daughter Carry?”

Did I!

“Well she is going off to college in a little while and she didn’t want to leave a… well you know, and she doesn’t want it to be some sort of attachment thing, so she hasn’t had sex with any of her boyfriends. You seem unattached and I’m sorry I had to lure you over here like this but…”

I could not believe it, what was she asking. I blinked, took off my hat, and shook my head. Was this really happening? Time to act fast and do something before they got mad at me and I lost my chance.

“OK,” I said with due precautions I saw Holly’s eyes light up. “I have to say something,” I said quickly, “I have never done this before, I am afraid I might screw up”

Holly looked down at me with a gentle grin. “OK honey, I’ll walk you though it. I want my daughter to have her first time be a nice experience, besides the awkwardness of the first time is something I haven’t experienced in a long time.” Holly got back down onto the mattress and crawled over towards me. She had taken off her hat and her dirty blonde hair was fallen all about her shoulders. She licked her lips and winked at me. I started to retreat until she caught me against the wall of the van. She ran her hand over my head and removed my hat. Then swiftly kissed me very deeply on the mouth.

Holly turned to me and said, “This is practice for Carry. And I want you to enjoy it so you will like having sex and treat my daughter with respect. Remember a few things, be gentle and respond to the to woman, sex is a joint venture and not just an outlet for either one of you.” OK I thought, more kissing. No sooner had I thought that she should kiss me again, she did. The kiss was passionate and I could feel her pressing into my body with her breasts. My hands went around to her ass and grabbed a piece. She responded my moaning in my mouth as we kissed. She released herself from my mouth and looked at me. Holly pulled her shirt off over head and shook her hair all around. I reached out and put my hands on her full tits holding them up as she undid her cotton bra. I held her bra in place on her tits for a second longer and then pulled my hands away to expose her fast hardening nipples. Holly grabbed my head gently and pulled me towards her luscious mounds of flesh. I honed in on her left nipple, while she let go of my head and put her hands on top of her head. I took her nipple into my mouth apprehensively, but my confidence increased as she moaned softly. My other hand moved up to her right breast and held it gently while kneading it softly. Holly sighed slowly, almost hissing as she moved her hands to my back and began to rub it.

Her hands moved up to head and with he fingers entangled in my hair she pushed me off of her tit and down. I took my cue and without much guiding began to kiss my way down her torso to the top of her navel. I lingered there for a minute remembering what I had read about what stimulates women. She hissed again and pushed my head down again. “Hurry up honey, I need something in there soon or I might pass out.” she sighed. I looked up to her face for a cue but her eyes were closed, and she only noticed the momentary stop in the sensation on her belly. Holly’s eyes snapped open and she pouted at me shifting herself in such a way to present her pussy, and ran her fingers over my chest. I moved down between her legs and positioned myself at her opening, which was glistening with her juices. She smelled intoxicating, and I almost dove in headfirst but she took my head in her hands and pulled me in slowly. My lips made contact with hers and the taste of her sex flooded into my mouth. My tongue instinctively went out into her heated furnace of love. My fingers moved up to spread her lips further to allow better access. My right hand found her clit peeking out of its hood. I ran my fingers over it gently and then left it alone while I continued to fuck her with my tongue. I was making progress since her breath was coming a little faster. I noticed that when I touched her clit she thrust up into me, and when I left it alone she went nuts shaking her body trying to make me touch it again. The fact that she was enjoying it so much was making me hard. My left hand left her pussy and went down to my cock to stroke it. She noticed and pushed my head away from her love hole and looked down at me. “Are you ready honey?” she asked “I am almost there, and I know you won’t hold out long in there, and if I time it right we can cum together.”

Holly repositioned herself quickly, spreading her legs. I kneeled over her holding my dick in my hand. I pointed it at her pussy and moved to touch her with the head of my cock. When I made contact the feeling was intense and precum oozed out coating her opening. I was so excited that I grabbed her hips and tried to thrust in, in one stroke. We had underestimated our size compatibility. I couldn’t get in; it was such a tight squeeze. Her legs wrapped around me and quickly pulled me into her, with one motion. She let out a short scream as I pressed deep into her. She squeezed my dick tightly in her cunt and pressed up against me. Her shoulders flew off the floor as she grabbed me and pulled herself up to kiss me. She had adjusted to me; she must have not been fucked in a long time. I could now pull out a little and began to pump wildly without control. She stopped me with a tight contraction of her vaginal wall, “slower” she gasped, “you have to go slower or you will cum to quick…” Holly’s voice cut short into a little yip and she clenched her face up. She let out another short high-pitched noise and then a loud yell. Good thing the game was still going on or people might have heard us. I grabbed her ass and pulled hard to force myself deeper. I let out a loud grunt and one final thrust came in her, shooting my load deep into her body while she writhed with her continuing orgasm.