Mike and Lily Naked in SchoolPart 6 Friday Evening
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I got up the next morning, ready for another day in The Program.
And ready for tryouts.
Got my stuff together, walked to school, and went to the entrance where we had to disrobe. Lily was there, flashed me a big grin. We took our stuff off, to the cheers of the crowd, did a little show for them. Then we went in.
"Hey, meet me at lunch?" She asked.
"Sure. That'd be great."
We headed off, in different directions. I was quickly caught up to by my best friend, Eddie Bauer. We've been best friends since first grade. We've also been teammates since then. Eddie plays third-he and I were the only sophomores who cracked the starting lineup in the varsity right from the beginning of the year last year.
"So, Mike," he grinned. "Program week?"
"Yep. You'll get yours, sooner or later."
"Hey, it wouldn't be that bad," he said. "Maybe they'd buddy me up with my own version of Amanda."
I laughed. Amanda Frazier was a friend of ours. When she got stuck in The Program, the beginning of the year, they buddied her up with a guy named Jared Wicklow. They'd been going out ever since. It was really cool-Jared hung around with the group of us now, and everybody liked them-and those two were over-the-moon in love. "Jared and Amanda is a fairy tale," I told him. "Don't hold your breath."
"I truly believe there's somebody for everybody," Eddie intoned.
"If there is-well, your soulmate is, no doubt, in Latvia and you'll never meet her," I teased.
"Latvia?"
"Latvia. Milking goats."
"Do they milk goats in Latvia?"
"I don't know. But, your soulmate, that's where she is. Milking goats. In Latvia."
"Well, then, I guess I'm just going to have to apply to the University of Latvia and major in goat-milking. So, what about yours? Your partner, I mean. The new kid, eh?"
"Yep," I confirmed. "Lily Woodard. Good kid."
"Nice tits."
"There is that. Spent all evening with her last night," I told him. I got a look I should've expected. "No, you sex maniac, not that. I was helping her out. She's trying out, and didn't know if she could throw naked. Turns out she can't, but we found a solution for that."
"Trying out for what?"
"The team."
"What team?"
"Our team."
"The baseball team?"
"What other team are we both on?" I grinned at him.
"The chick plays baseball?"
"'The chick' is a pitcher. 'The chick', by the way, throws ninety."
"No way!"
"Believe it. Hey, I found out the hard way. I figured the same thing, before I saw her throw. So I went out there with the Frankie Gutierrez mitt. She damn near broke my hand." He grinned-he knew that mitt. "Trust me, she throws ninety-and, once we got her boobs taped up and out of the way, she throws ninety with movement and command. Oh, and her changeup is Pedro Martinez-esque. Oh, and her slider will buckle your knees."
"You're lying to me. You're lying to me, and I'm waiting for the punchline," he maintained.
"No lie. I know it was only one workout, but she's the best pitcher I've ever caught."
Ed was incredulous. "She's a girl!"
"Don't matter. Best I've ever caught."
"But you caught Freddie Millhouse last year!"
"Don't matter."
"But he got drafted! By the Dodgers!"
"Don't matter. She's better."
Eddie sighed. "You're serious. This I gotta see."
I grinned at him. "Tryouts are at two-fifteen. I know you aren't required to be there, but come on down. Prepare to get blown away."
Chapter 7: LilyAs I made my way through school that morning, I suppose I wasn't paying much attention in class. I wasn't even paying much attention to being naked, and being groped, and all that. Nope, I was thinking about two things. First was the tryouts. I had expected to be thinking about them. I had been expecting to be preoccupied by them. That was fine.
What I hadn't been expecting to be thinking about was Mike Kirkland.
But I was. A lot.
By the time I got to lunch, my brain was just fried. By tryouts. By him. And, as I walked from the lunchline with my food, there he was, waving at me.
I took a good look. I hadn't done that-I'd looked, of course, but I was so preoccupied by my misery yesterday that I hadn't really looked, so I did, as I walked toward him. He was squat and compact. Of course he was, he was a catcher. But he was also built-muscular legs, muscular torso and arms. Nothing overwrought, you understand, but he was in fine shape. He was hairy, decently so for a guy his age, on his legs especially-but I didn't mind hairy guys.
And, OK, yes, I certainly noticed the other muscle. And that looked pretty damn fine, too.
But what really got me-and what I had noticed, though somewhat foggily, yesterday-was his face. He had black hair, fairly long, a bit shaggy, just perfect for running fingers through. His smile was slightly crooked and totally endearing. And, the piece de resistance-his eyes. They were easily the most gorgeous eyes I had ever seen on a guy. They were like liquid pools of iridescent sapphire.
Oh, Jesus. When I start waxing poetic, you know I've got it bad.
I didn't get it. I'd known this guy a day. But, OK, yeah, I did get it. I'm not one to dawdle on things. Look, he was sweet, kind, funny. He was solicitous. Smart-the tape job was brilliant. He even had the class to admit when he was wrong-like the mitt incident yesterday. He didn't just admit he was wrong, he berated himself over it. I can't possibly tell you how attractive I find that. And, just as a kicker, we had the same Number One Overriding Interest.
And that was the problem.
Guys do not go out with girls who can strike them out on three straight pitches. I'd never dated a fellow baseball player. I knew better. As long as the 'girl with the cannon arm' was one of the guys, a teammate, everything was fine. Anything past that? Never. Raging male ego, here we come.
Maybe Mike would be different.
Yeah, and if wishes were pigs, then I'd have some bacon.
But, dammit, I couldn't help it. He was so damn cute. And I couldn't stop thinking about his hands on my boobs.
Shit, if I let my thoughts go down that path any farther, I'd be asking for relief. Which I didn't figure was a good idea four hours before tryouts.
Anyhow, I sat down with him, and we started chatting.
"Ready, Pedro?" he asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I said with a chuckle. "I just hope that tape job holds."
"It will. You realize you're going to shock people, right?"
"I'm kinda counting on it. Hey, I can pitch. I know it. Pretty soon, they're all gonna know it. Damn the prejudices."
"Did you get a lot of this back in Boston?" he asked.
"Actually, no, but I played with the same guys, mostly, right from Little League. They all knew what I could do. But there are other problems. I didn't have a long list of guys lining up for dates." Yeah, I laid down a hint, I admit it.
"Guys. So, you are straight, then."
"Yes. Why, did you assume I wasn't?" I said indignantly.
"Didn't assume anything. Didn't know either way," he said mildly. "When you grow up the heterosexual son of a bisexual mother and her lesbian partner, you learn not to assume a damn thing."
"You're right," I smiled. "I'm sorry for snapping. I just get that 'you must be a lesbian' thing a lot. I had a nice talk with your mother about it, actually, when you were upstairs getting your gear. Anyhow, it gets tiring." I smiled. "And guys tend to get intimidated by a girl who throws ninety."
"Aah. Well, the only time you intimidated me is when I had the wrong mitt on."
I laughed. Fine, let's see where we stand. "I could strike you out on three straight pitches," I challenged. "And you're not intimidated?"
"I hit.390 last year. I also led the team in RBI. I don't crank too many dingers-but I'd take that heater of yours and drive a double in the gap."
"Sure you would."
"If you make it through the cut today-which you will," he told me, "tomorrow, they'll ask you to face live hitting. I can get up and take some cuts if I want to."
"You're on!" I took a bite of my sandwich. "You really don't think a girl who throws ninety is a freak."
" Any high school kid who throws ninety is a freak," he said. "But I'm a baseball player. A girl who throws ninety is my kind of freak." I had to laugh at that. "Though, I must admit, I think that a girl who throws ninety is much more rare."
"Try pretty much unheard of," I said. "It's a physical thing. Girls don't have the build for this. Girls have weaker arms. Also, a girl's pelvic structure isn't designed for it. I don't have the biggest hips around, but I do have hips. It makes it harder to get any torque from your lower body. I have great technique, damn near perfect mechanics, which helps-I work damn hard at my mechanics, I have to. I also overcompensate by lifting weights like a madwoman."
"I noticed that your ass and thighs are like rocks. Your throwing arm, too." he commented. I looked at him. "Well, you are nude. Awfully hard not to notice."
"Yep," I admitted, "and that's another way to get guys to not line up at your door. Have an ass and thighs that look like a guy's."
"Ah, I said they were muscular, I didn't say they looked like a guy," he told me. "You've got a girl's ass. It's just not a particularly squishy girl's ass." He blushed a little. "Well, as far as I can tell by looking, anyway." Then I noticed the eyes, doing the whole slide-down-to-the-boobs-and-jerk-back-up thing. "Trust me, nobody with functioning eyes would ever mistake you for a guy."
Damn, he was cute!
And, I admit it. I'm shameless. I moved so my boobs jiggled. Noticeably.
THUNK! Down went the eyes. THWIP! Up they came back up again. I could've made him sprain his eyeball if I had kept it up. He really was adorable.
And he seemed accepting. Reasonable. Open-minded. And maybe, just maybe, even a little bit attracted to me. Dare I hope?
Well, anyway-I had to put that on the back burner. I had to get through tryouts first.
Chapter 8: MikeDamn. I really have to stop staring at her boobs.
It's difficult. It's particularly difficult when the boobs are naked. It's especially difficult when said naked boobs are particularly fine, and attached to a completely lovely rest-of-the-body.
Muscles? I liked girls with a bit of muscle. Didn't have a problem with it at all. And the rest of her was just fine. What particularly grabbed me were her eyes. They always seemed to have a glimmer in them.
As for her personality-she was delightful. I was just getting to know her, mind you, but I liked what I saw. She was sweet, smart, funny-and fiery. Deliciously fiery. I am not attracted to doormats. The one 'demure' girl I ever dated was the shortest relationship I've ever been in-and I'm the one that ended it. I couldn't stand it. Yeah, I'm sure most guys wouldn't consider "I can strike you out on three straight pitches" to be a come-on. I am not most guys.
And it seemed like she was dropping hints. I don't know. I am absolutely shitty when it comes to reading that stuff. You think I'd be able to read girls better, with the way I grew up. Not so. I don't know if the lesbian mating dance is different than the male-female mating dance, or what. But I never learned to read females. Well, at least I've never been able to read hetero females that I was interested in.
And I swear she caught me looking at her boobs-and jiggled them!
Damn. I think I needed relief.
Anyhow, I was trying to read her-and failing. Meanwhile, I am liking this girl more and more every second.
We finished our lunch, said goodbye, and headed off to afternoon classes. And I thought about her all afternoon. I wish I could read her better. I wish I knew what she was thinking. Because I was in a special situation here-and I couldn't even hint at anything, or ask her out, or whatever, until I absolutely, positively knew that she wouldn't be offended or hurt or anything.
No, I'm not usually that cautious. Hey, since I'm bad at reading girls, I usually just pick out what I like and take a chance. Sometimes I get a yes, sometimes I get a no, and that's fine. But we had a special situation here. I'm her catcher.
You have to understand. Catchers have myriad responsibilities. Throwing's important. Handling the mitt behind the plate is important. Hitting's less important-lots of teams will put up with a catcher with no stick if he handles the defense well-but it's a nice bonus. But, to me, the absolute most important part of a catcher's job description is his relationship with his pitchers.
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IncestTiny Lily Larimar was born in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, on June 30th, 1998. Lily doesn't give too many details about her youth, probably because Pennsylvania is one of the worst states in the union. I'm sure it wasn't a fun experience.Pride in a Job Well FuckedOne thing we do know is that Lily lost her virginity to a boyfriend in his parent's basement. Classic. In interviews, Lily has explained that she felt hyper-sexual from a young age. It's part of what inspired her to enter the industry. If...
Twitter Porn AccountsWith that said I hope you enjoy the story and that I might have inspired someone else to write. I was in my early twenties when these events took place. I’d finished school and took a couple of gap years before pursuing what might be next. I mainly worked but occasionally caught up with my friends to see what they were doing. After finishing school my social life had slowly diminished. It was a shame, but I didn’t have anyone to blame for it. I had a few friends who I still kept in contact...
Lily untangled herself from the cotton sheets. Her sleep had been restless, and frequently interrupted by intensely vivid dreams. She sighed deeply in the grayness of predawn. She squinted at the red glow of her alarm clock, slowly focusing on the digital display. 'Only five-thirty' she realized. She clamped her eyes shut, and reluctantly decided that chasing sleep for another hour would likely be a waste of her energy. Lily sighed in mild frustration as she crawled out of bed. She slid her...
I walked into my lecture theatre, sitting heavily in the seat that my arse instantly recognised. I was early; a usual habit of mine on the first day. It doesn’t do to be late and the first day back is always the hardest. I was a bit too early, though, honestly. I found the idea of forty minutes waiting a little distasteful, but I was already committed. I stretched back in my seat, scratched myself and kicked my feet up on the table. I figured a bit of relaxation before another manic semester...
BDSMShe couldn't understand how all at once a feeling could be so wonderful and so terrible. Wonderful in the way she felt so sexual, so sensual, able to attract anyone she wanted and give them pleasure like nothing they'd experienced. Terrible in the way she was constantly, desperately aroused; frozen on the brink of orgasm in a way her fingers could do nothing about. She'd used her fingers, and her new toys, over and over in the hours since her friends had left, but it hadn't helped. If...
I guided her through my room towards my bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I started the shower. As I pulled my shirt off, Lily grabbed my shorts and pulled them down sliding her tongue over my cock as she did. She stood up after slipping my shorts off and started kissing my chest. I lifted her chin up with my hand and kissed her on the lips. I stood back and admired Lily’s body, now that the shock had worn off. I must have been blind to never have truly noticed her before. The top of her...
By: D.Alexin Hello, I am Alex, am back to narrate my sexual experience with my maid. Her name is Lily, she is a bit dark and her size is 36-28-34. I was staying in the outskirts, 40 Km away from Chennai with my collage mates and we rented a double bedroom house since we were 6 of us. We enquired our landlady for a maid to take care of our daily needs. That’s when we were introduced to Lily. All of us liked lily much because she looked beautiful and pleasant even though she was a bit dark she...
My wife and I are just sitting down in front of a movie.It has been a long time since we had this opportunity. Our schedules are frantic at best. I work in Environmental Health and Safety. My wife is an RN going to school to become a Nurse Practitioner. Little did we know that our lives are to be turned upside-down by a knock on the door.With drinks in hand, we nestle on the couch. Just as I touch the 'play' button there is a knock on the door. It is a resolute banging by the time I open the...
IncestShe felt the smooth wood stroke across her face as I let her know my weapon of choice. Her head tipped back to feel it touch her warm skin. She wiggled her ass, impatiently. She wanted more. I shook my head, almost disbelieving, knowing that this little slut was never going to be happy until she couldn’t walk any more. I pulled my arm right back and swiped the stick across her red, welting skin. Just in time to see, my classroom door opened. A head peeked around the door as the ruler connected...
BDSMLily was in 18 first year of highschool. Lily had golden hair with black highlights, nicely tanned body and was very fit. Lily was somewhat of a good student getting mostly A's and was very active in sports . Lily seemed to be perfect, perfect body, face,grades, and her voice was one of an angel. So anyway, Lily went to dance with her bestfriends, at the dance was a mix of schools all private. Lily went to an all girls school so she didn't meet many guys and chose this dance as a good way to...
“Oh my God! You must be the new girl! Thank God you’re here, we’re rammed and it’s not even dinner time yet! I’m Lily.” Lily ran over to me and grabbed both of my arms just above the elbow, smiling at me as though I’d just made her cum a thousand times. I stood there, shocked at how familiar she was being. Oh if only she’d put those hands somewhere else. Vaguely aware that I was drooling, I introduced myself. “Hi ,I’m Emma.” I only hoped that my answering smile was just as dazzling as hers....
LesbianShe looked back in the mirror. She considered herself quite plain. A little over 5’3” with ginger hair. Not dark red but actual ginger. A few freckles too but her concealer managed to cover those. She wore the pale red lipstick he requested and the blue eye shadow. She was wearing the drop earrings he had sent her. She thought she look okay. She had picked a light blue skirt – that was about the only thing he had left as her choice – but even that had to be the right length. Just...
She entered the room and he could see why she was glad Rosalyn wasn't home ... her new "nighty" was made of a diaphanous material that, for all intents and purposes, left her completely exposed. It was utterly pointless for modesty, and merely owning it meant that Lily needed something to wear when she was cold, but still absolutely wanted for someone to gawk at her naked body ... and Rich knew that someone was him. She turned around to give him the full view, and he saw that it rose to...
"It begins the same way every night. I'm in a caf?, chatting with a bunch of high school girls. My voice is high pitched, and my articulation is on there level. I move my hands about as I speak, and they appear small and dainty. Though I never see my face, it is implied that I'm one of them." "Wait, you mean in this dream you're a girl." "Yes." Robin took a minute to absorb this, and then told him to go on. "I hear this ring tone, and reach into my breast pocket to pick up a p...
I am an only child. My mother died during child birth and my father never remarried. My father died in a car accident the summer after I graduated; a drunk driver crossed the double lines and hit him head on. I sold the house and his business. Between the money from the sales and his life insurance, I was able to buy a house close to the college I was to attend and have plenty of money left over that I wouldn’t have to worry about money for a while. It was a nice little neighborhood;...
"So what is it that he does that's so great?" My daughter was sitting at the breakfast bar in our kitchen. We'd been planning her big engagement party. She and her fiancé had been going together for years and had been engaged for nearly the last three. We had been having some "girl talk" about sex -- specifically the married kind. I had, as usual, been bragging about how great my husband -- her step dad -- was in bed. "Well, Honey, he just turns me on like I've never been turned...
As I drove we discussed what to expect at the club we are going to. I explained to Aimee “in your state of arousal, you walking in will be like blood in the water for sharks. Whenever you are separated from me, guys will circle and try to get you to join them.” Aimee responded “they have never done that before, it’s like I am not even there.” I replied “I bet you have never gone out dressed like you are or in the state of arousal that you are right now.” Aimee looked down at herself and...
"Oh...oh...mmm...fuck me, oh, yes!" Lily moaned, imaginging she was the pornstar in the video getting her pussy reamed by the thick cock.The top part of a brush was held between the heels of her feet, the rounded 5 inch handle in her hairless 14 year old pussy as she bounced on it. She was naked, glistening with sweat with her head thrown back, her long blonde hair swishing from side to side.. Her pert Bcups were bouncing wildly as she fucked her hairbush like an a****l. The handle was coated...
This was a roleplay my boyfriend and I did many years ago. Of course, my boyfriend did not go as far with me as Peter certainly would with Lily, but he did enjoy giving me a few slaps and I let him maul my breasts and my labia much more than I would have otherwise. I certainly bore him an unreasonable grudge for a long time after this. Like Lily, I was too proud to cry, and too proud to chicken out using the safe word as he taunted me (unlike her, I had a choice). We are now thankfully past...
I’m Danny, six years after I was born my parents had Lily. I think it was an attempt to save their relationship and thankfully for me having a new baby around the house worked for a little while but I left home, then for the military as soon as I could. My little sister would call me and send me letters. We were always close. She had gray eyes and was so caring. She would sit on my lap and I wouldn’t be able to see her face through her long brown curly hair, it was beautiful. I was always tall...
Knowing what you want and getting it are two very different things. Lily has known this all her life. She doesn't get discouraged by it. She accepts each thing she wants to get as a challenge and then sets out to surmount the hurdles. The first time I saw it was in our rental in Mindanao when I had convinced Jake to kiss Rose and Lily. It was Lily who at age 12 grabbed Jake's dick when he showed some wood. That is a remarkable thing for a 12 year old to do under any circumstances. And even...