I don't know why they had our cheer squad assigned to the women's gymnastics event on a warm Sunday afternoon. Gymnastics is like a four ring circus with simultaneous events happening around the Forum. The crowd hardly noticed our pom-pomming and our cheer routines were weak competition for the amazing athleticism and art of the gymnastics teams performing on the bars, beam, floor and vault.
I had never been to a meet before and I was able to spend a lot of time watching the events since we weren't doing much cheering. As a relative newcomer to bisexual or lesbian feelings however, I thoroughly enjoyed the parade of beautiful female athletes in shiny leotards before me. Wow. I kept making exclaiming comments in my head as I followed first one compact, toned body, then another, performing the precise movements required on the various stations of the meet. I felt myself getting aroused watching all this beautiful feminine athleticism dancing, balancing, swinging, flying, leaping, and sticking landings with outstretched arms of triumph. I wished that Jennie Nickles, my first lesbian lover, was here with me - or rather, that we were back in my dorm together getting down in my currently excited state.
I was stationed near the balance beam event when one of our Albert-Preston University gymnasts was announced to begin her routine. Her name was Noni Momoula, a sophomore, and my goodness, did my heart skip a beat when I saw her. She was a tiny, doll-like creature with a short pixie haircut, the dark bangs of which kissed the top of her dramatically sculpted eyebrows. The bright orange APU leotard appeared as though painted onto her slim but somehow muscular body. Her torso tapered to a narrow, flat waistline and the high cut leotard left little to my rapt imagination where its material barely covered her vulva. The back of the thin, glossy material had risen up her buttocks to expose half of her tightly muscled gluteus that was as round as a halved basketball. "Oh, sweet Mommie, look at that." I sighed to myself as I appreciated her lithe movements before she bounded onto the narrow beam.
As I watched Noni go through her routine on the beam, I realized I was getting damp in my briefs beneath my short cheer skirt. I was discreetly rubbing my thighs together to heighten the erotic feeling as I stared mesmerized at the incredible girl somersaulting and skipping on the long, thin beam. She dismounted with a backflip and raised her arms in joy at what seemed to my untrained eyes to be a perfect routine. She jogged to her teammates who gave her high fives and hugs of appreciation. I envied her. And oh, dear god, did I want her.
I tried to follow Noni's movements when APU moved to the vault and bars but it was hard to keep track of her in all the activity. And there was a constant stream of beautiful athletes from the other competing squads to distract me. I was charged with erotic excitement and only hoped it wasn't too obvious as I checked the athletes out - tall blondes with bouncing ponytails, muscled brunettes whose biceps and quads jumped with each small movement, caramel-colored Latinas, cute-as-a-button Asians, a busty redheaded girl with freckles on her chest above the straining leotard, a beautiful black girl who seemed to smile knowingly as she passed me and turned back to look over her shoulder. I was ready to run to the locker room to rub one out when the meet finally began wrapping up.
We went back to the cheer squad room to change. I could hear the APU gymnastics team yelling and laughing in their locker room through the wall next door. I tried to imagine Noni Momoula stripping off her leotard and showering. My mind's eye pictured her emerging from the shower in a backdrop of steam, gleaming wet, fresh, naked. My briefs were soaked dark in the crotch when I pulled them off and quickly stuffed them in my bag before anyone noticed. As I dressed I allowed myself a quick tweak of my nipples before I fastened my brassiere. I hadn't been this horny since the last time that Jennie visited me and we had dashed up four flights of stairs to my dorm room to make love. And now I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts and get back to that same dorm room to release my held-in sexual energy.
As I walked toward the exit of the A-P Forum, my changing bag slung over my shoulder, I held the door for the unseen persons coming up behind me. It was Noni and another gymnast in laughing conversation. I melted a little at the unexpected sight of her so soon again.
"Oh, hey." I said smiling to the pair.
"Hiya. Cheer team, right?" Noni said brightly to me.
"Yeah." I tried to think of something to say. "This was my first meet." I said, feeling stupid.
The other girl smiled. "Noni, text me about tonight. I gotta run." And she split off from us with a half-running step.
Noni and I fell into step together. "How'd you like it? The meet. Fun?" Noni asked me.
"Oh, yeah, it was great." I said. "You were great on the beam. Uh, that's where I was stationed most of the time." I seemed to keep talking in a nervous rush.
"Thanks. I'm Noni, by the way." She said, adjusting her gym bag strap.
"Haley. Goggins." I answered.
"What are you up to now?" She asked. "I wanna get a Sprite at the Bookstore."
"Yeah, sure. I could use a soda." I answered.
We walked together, not saying much, bashful a little bit with a relative stranger. Noni asked me about my involvement with the cheerleading team. She talked a little about coming to APU from her hometown outside Philadelphia. It was the beginning conversation of two people getting to know each other.
"I actually thought I would've scored higher on that beam routine." Noni said into the air in front of us.
"Oh, yeah? I don't really understand the scoring. But I thought you were great." I said, remembering how confident and controlled she appeared while I watched her.
"Oh, well. There's always next time." She said somewhat dejectedly.
We picked Sprites out of the Bookstore's case and paid separately. Outside, we popped them open. Noni drank huge gulps. She exhaled and caught a pretty loud burp in her hand. She began laughing. So did I. We were looking at each other and laughing. Her beautiful face was lit by her bright eyes and big smile. I thought I would turn to vapor it was so hard to look at her and keep my emotions in check.
Noni got herself back together again. "I'm in Morris Hall." That was the farthest dorm from where we stood right then.
"I'm right here in Buchanan." I said and nodded my head towards the building to our left. "Hey, if you want to come up and hang out for awhile, you're invited." I said, holding my breath for her answer.
"Y'know, I just might do that. I'm kind of tired. You're sure you don't mind?" Noni asked as she glanced at the building so close.
"Heck, no. C'mon." I said.
We walked over to the dorm building, sipping the last of our Sprites. "Unfortunately, I'm on the fourth floor." I said as I held the door for her.
