All characters are over 18.
Jimmy heard his sister moving about in the bathroom they shared. He glanced at the clock and thought,
"It's early. I can catch a little more shut-eye."
Fifteen minutes later, Jimmy got up. He was wearing his normal sleeping attire, a pair of boxers. He yawned, stretched and scratched his balls as he made his way into the joint bathroom. He banged the door open and headed to the toilet.
"Oh, sorry sis. I heard you in here earlier. I thought you'd be done by now. I'll leave . . . "
Jane was naked. She was standing in front of the mirror brushing her hair. She made no attempt to cover herself. She giggled and said,
"No problem. Come on in. I was just leaving. I guess I lost my sense of modesty along with my virginity last night."
Jimmy stood there looking at her thinking "My God, she's beautiful."
Jane saw his gaze and said, "Does my nakedness bother you? After last night, it seems kind of silly to worry about covering up."
"No ... No, you're right" Jimmy said with a nervous stutter. His mind was saying "If you never wore clothes again that would be wonderful." He did not have the nerve to say that out loud.
Jane studied her reflection. She turned and appraised her body from different angles. Her breasts were firm. Her hard dark nipples tilted towards the ceiling. Her big black bush was shining and fluffy.
"Do I look different?"
Jimmy checked: Great ass, long sexy legs and fun breasts. Yeap, still a very pretty girl. He stammered,
"Ah, ah . . . You look great. . . Beautiful."
"I wasn't fishing for compliments. Yesterday I was a girl. Today I'm a woman. Does it show?"
Jimmy walked over beside her and said, "Last night was quite a night for both of us. Yes, I see a difference. It's in your eyes and in your bearing."
Jimmy's cock had been getting hard from the moment he saw his sister naked. His erection had pitched a tent in his boxers.
Jane noticed his hard-on. Playfully she reached out and slapped it saying,
"I see your equipment is still in good working order. I'm a little sore from last night's adventure."
"Hey, take it easy on the big fellow. I hope to be using it again soon."
Jane turned to go to her bedroom.
"Good luck with your game."
"Thanks. You too sis."
^^^
On the first play from scrimmage, Jimmy ran a go route on a 'play action' play. The safety saw the activity in the backfield and stepped up to defend against the run. He discounted Jimmy's sprint off the line as a diversion. Jimmy ran at the cornerback and then cut inside running a post route. He was able to get behind the safety.
His quarterback pulled the ball out of the belly of the running back and hurled a deep pass to Jimmy. Jimmy would have scored a touchdown if the throw had caught him in stride. He had to stop and wait for the ball. He still managed to get a 40 yard completion out of it before the free safety tackled him.
On the next play, Jimmy again sprinted off the line. This time the safety hung back. He was not going to allow Jimmy to get behind him again. On this play the quarterback gave the ball to the running back. Since the safeties had backpedaled worried about another pass play, they were slow to support the run. When the running back broke through the defensive line untouched, he was able to scamper 20 yards in for a score.
The rest of the game was like that. Jimmy and his team made plays and scored often. The other team too often made the wrong read. In general the opposing team played poorly. Jimmy's team won the scrimmage 42 – 0 even though none of the starters on Jimmy's team played in the second half.
Jane on the other hand was not having a great game. She started on the striker line along with Sam and Joan. The three of them were not able to put much pressure on the opposing squad in the first half of play. Jane felt like she was missing her top gear. A pain in her belly prevented her from reaching her top speed. She should have blown right passed her defender, but whenever she reached for that extra burst of speed a severe pain in her abdomen caused her to back off.
At halftime the teams had played to a scoreless tie. Coach Troutman was haranguing the team,
"What's the matter with you gals? Where's the movement? Where is our speed? You are moving around like you have a stick up your ass."
Joan elbowed Jane and whispered, "Did you get a stick up your ass last night? I only remember a big cock in my pussy."
Jane guffawed. She couldn't believe Jo was saying such things in the middle of a game.
"Wilson, Lyon, do either of you have something to add?" Troutman said irritated.
"No madam," the girls said in unison.
The coach was pissed. She wondered if anyone was taking this scrimmage seriously. She ended her speech this way.
"This game is still yours to win. Get out there and play to your capabilities!"
The team cheered in respond to the coach's challenge.
At the start of the second half, Jo nudged the ball forward towards Samantha. Sam made a crisp heel pass backwards to Emma. Emma hit a one touch pass to Jane who was running along the right sideline. Their quick execution gave the Taft squad an advantage.
Jane controlled the ball and ran past the midfielder on her side. The sweeper came over to challenge her. Sam and Jo were sprinting towards the goal in their quadrants. The defensive middies gave chase. Jane faked a pass to Jo in the middle of the field and turned on the jets as she cut to the right corner. She eluded the sweeper.
The last line of defense for the other team was their three fullbacks. When the fullback nearest Jane when out to play her, Jane slipped a pass between her legs to Jo who was running full speed down the center of the field. Jane's pass was perfect. Jo struck the ball hard re-directing Jane's pass inside the right goal post. Jo's rocket of a shot grazed the goalpost and ricocheted in for a score.
The jubilation Jane's team felt did not last long. On the ensuing possession. Two of the Taft defenders ran into one another knocking both to the ground. The opposing team got off a quick shot on goal and scored tying the game.
On their next start, the Taft team lined up the same as before. Jane drew special attention this time and a defender was in her face. Just like last time, Jo nudged the ball forward to Sam. Again Sam made a backwards heel pass to Emma in the center of the field. Jane attempted to make her run down the right sideline; however, a defender shadowed her, obstructing her.
Emma looked to Jane, but quickly passed directly to her left to Giselle. Giselle had two options. The first option was Jo running on angle that would bring her in front of Giselle. The other option was a pass to Charlotte. Charlotte was playing wide on the left side. If the defenders move inside to cover Jo, Giselle was supposed to make deep pass into the left corner to Charlotte. The defender did cover Jo. Giselle made the read and she made the pass into the left corner.
Charlotte was able to catch up to the ball. She had Jo crashing the left post and Sam in the middle of the field. Emma trailed in the center of the field. Charlotte was blocked by her defender. She attempted a pass to Jo. Their sweeper intercepted the pass. However her clearing attempt went to Emma. Emma played the ball cross field towards Jane. Jane drove towards the goal. When the fullbacks came her way she passed inside to Sam. Sam lofted a shot on goal. The ball hit a fullback in the chest and it careened towards Jane.
Jane wasn't sure she could get to the ball. It was a fast moving line drive five feet off the ground. Jane sprinted, jumped and executed a scissor kick to reach the ball. Her left foot connected. She wasn't able to direct the shot, but the shot was off so quickly and she was able to pound the ball so hard that the goalkeeper didn't have a pray of blocking the shot.
Jane landed hard on her back. The wind was knocked out of her. She only realized she had score when her teammates surrounded her smiling, jumping for joy and shouting "GOAL!" She was mobbed by her squad and pinned to the ground.
The referee allowed them a moment to enjoy the spectacular score. He then broke up the celebration. The referee came up to Jane and said,
"Number 44 you are bleeding. You must remove yourself from the field. Tend to your injury and change your shorts if you want to re-enter the game or you can have a substitute player take your place."
Jane looked down and saw blood on her soccer uniform and some on her thigh. The referee escorted her off the field. He explained the options to Coach Troutman. The coach said,
"Millie, you're in in place of Wilson."
Coach Troutman tuned to Jane an asked,
"How do you feel?"
"My stomach hurts."
The coach nodded and then shouted, "Susie! Susie! Where's the damn trainer?"
Susie came running over. She was a senior who hoped to go to medical school. She volunteered as the trainer for the girls' soccer team.
"Susie, take Wilson to the locker- room and do what you can do. Let me know immediately if it's anything serious.
Susie nodded. She grabbed Jane by the elbow and led her off the field.
"Where does it hurt?"
"My stomach hurts. The pain is worst when I exert myself – run fast or kick the ball really hard."
"Did you get hit or kicked?"
"No."
When they were in the locker-room Susie said,
"Remove your shorts and underwear."
Susie turned away giving Jane some sense of privacy. When she turned back, Jane was standing there bottomless. Her big black bush was on display.
"Wow! You have thick beautiful hair everywhere. I'm so jealous. I hate my hair. It's thin, limp and mousy brown. Oh well, sit on the edge of the table and let's see where this blood is coming from."
Jane hopped up on the table. Susie snapped on a pair of latex gloves and examined her. She washed the dried blood off her thighs. She did not find a wound.
"I don't see any cuts or abrasions. Maybe the blood is related to your menstrual cycle. When is your period due?"