For Love of the Game

Alright, just walk down there and do it already. What’s the worst that can happen, she tells you to leave? It’s your house. Actually… that sounds awful. Okay just do it, one, two, three, now! You didn’t move. Damn it I’m a pussy! Okay… GO! Okay… you’re moving down the steps… oh, God what if she laughs at me… okay Matt just keep moving… you can do this… just reach out and turn the handle…
As the door to his bathroom clicked and began to swing open Matt’s mind wandered once again to what had brought him to this act of desperation. Quite frankly, it was unbelievable that the circumstances had fallen so perfectly into order, in fact there were several times when Matt had to slap himself to make sure that this wasn’t all a dream. It had started when earlier that afternoon when, after a quick Taco Bell run, Matt, a senior in High School, and a few of his friends had started a pick-up game of football (the American kind) in Matt’s back yard. Now, this was a bad idea for.. well, a lot of reasons, most prevalent being that the eight of them were still rather tipsy from their exploration of Kaleb’s mom’s liquor cabinet and the fact that there had been a steady stream of rain falling on North Georgia since about seven o’clock the night before.
Still, despite the mud (or as anyone in Georgia will tell you, red clay) puddles the game started off and the teams were picked. Matt, Jason, Savannah, and Kaleb facing off against Luke, Darren, Macy, and the apple of Matt’s eye, Carrie. She wasn’t the prettiest, in fact in many respect she was rather plain, and she wasn’t the most well endowed, Macy’s 36Cs were tops in that particular group, but there was something about her that had always infatuated Matt. The most likely reason that Matt was head-over-heels for Carrie was that she shared one other trait with all of the women/girls of the world who have done ballet as longs as she had. Carrie had one of the tightest and most well shaped asses Matt had seen, models and porn stars included.
The first play lines up and, of course, there Matt is across form Carrie. Matt wasn’t the most athletic of the group necessarily but he was certainly the fastest runner, Carrie being a close second. The play starts and as Luke drops back to make a pass Matt and Carrie streak across Matt’s back yard, Carrie trying to get open but with Matt playing tight D, perhaps a little too tight. The ball goes up and as the two turn to try to catch a glimpse in the increasingly heavy rain, a combination of Matt’s foot and four shots of tequila send Carrie flying face first down hill into a puddle like a slip ‘n’ slide. Oh, and did I mention that another reason that this was a mad idea was that Carrie was wearing all white? Well, the second he realized what had happened Matt was down the hill and pulling Carrie up from a watery slide ‘o’ shame.
“Oh, my God. Are you okay? I’m so sorry,” he stammered.
“I’m fine, I’m okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“Nothing hurt by my pride,” she commented with a growing grin.
“Well, let’s get you inside and dried off,” and he added with a yell back to the others,”We’ll be back in a minute!” Which was met by jeers and whistles form Luke who was long aware of the two’s history.
As they ran to the back door Matt had a hard time keeping his eyes off of Carries breasts, which although small could be clearly seen through her now transparent shirt and bra. When they finally reached the house and in turn the downstairs bathroom which contained a closet with the washer and dryer Matt stammered through some instructions.
“Um.. just hit this button here to start the dryer if you want to dry those out faster and the shower is over there… obviously… just pull down on the bottom part… to…to…to get it running.” Then, he stood stock still, as if frozen, as she started to undress with him still standing there in the room. she had her shirt off, leaving the bra and her pants partially down revealing those tiny pseudo-boxers that they sell for women underneath before she stopped giving him an inquisitive look and adding, “Well?” Matt bolted out of the room muttering something about getting her some of his clothes to change into and made it up the steps to his room in three bounds. It wasn’t until he was digging through his closet for some of his old, smaller clothes for her to wear and he heard the water cut on down stairs that he truly understood what was happening and the chance he had. Which, brings us back to the beginning of our story.

The door swung open and Matt creeped in, softly closing the door behind him. Obviously she hadn’t heard anything as there was no sudden movements from the shower. Trying not to make a sound, Matt undressed, leaving on his boxers, figuring that if Carrie wanted this to go anywhere she would take those off. Mat slipped over to the shower and then in one swift movement threw back the curtain. There was a moments pause when Carrie seemed not to notice, followed by a scream as she turned her back attempted to cover herself, but leaving her perfect ass exposed. As the shock receded Carrie managed to cry out, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
And surprising even himself with is suaveness Matt replied, “I was a little dirty too,” and slid into the shower next to her, redrawing the curtain as he stepped in. Carrie relaxed a little turning back to him and revealing herself fully for the first time. Matt noticed that her mound was mostly shaven, except for a small triangle just above.
“What are you doing with these on in here?” Carrie asked seductively as she slid down Matt’s boxers and revealed his mostly erect, larger than average cock. Matt could hardly believe his luck and as if appreciation for this wonderful young woman and for this moment, he brought Carrie in for a long and long awaited kiss. As the kiss went on his hand went to feeling her small but perfectly shaped breasts and her tiny nipples already hard from the water and the shock of the moment while her hand went to working his cock to full attention.
As their mouths pulled away from each other he, knowing that she was a virgin whispered softly in her ear, “You’re sure you’re ready for this?”
“I’ve been ready for a very long time,” she whispered back, and as she did she turned around placing her hands against the wall and poking out her perfect ass just a bit. With a look back over her shoulder she motioned him on with her head just pleading him to move forward. He did as he was told and moved forward and with a slow and deliberate movement slid inside her folds. He felt the tough resistance of her body slowly melting away into acceptance, pain, and finally ecstasy. Matt came forward farther and Carrie moved back with him, pushing herself even farther back onto his cock. She came exceptionally fast for a woman on her first time, twice before Matt even had completed ten solid thrusts. Finally, after the third she turned back to face him and whispered softly, “What was it that made you want me? Be honest.”
He complied to her request, whispering back, “Your perfect ass.” Then to his surprise (something he had actually gotten used to today). She smiled and whispered back, “Then it’s all yours.” She turned back around, sticking her ass out farther this time, leaving her body to Matt’s own devices. Knowing it would be painful for her Matt added a little of the shampoo beside him to himself and her ass to add to the natural lubricant of the water. Then he slowly began to enter her tight hole. The moans that escaped her were different than before, more pain than pleasure, but she still held that wide beautiful grin across her face. Matt was incredulous, that thing that he had lusted after for so long, he was finally inside, and just as he was fully inside and reaching the pinnacle of his pleasure there was a sharp knock at the door outside.

Part Two Coming Soon…