Chapter 21
Ménage
I got to start the game the next morning against the Parkland Rangers. They had finished in the top five last year, but weren't quite as good this time around. They did have a sophomore who could throw the ball, but he had pitched the day before and thrown a two-hitter. My opponent today didn't have near his velocity, relying mostly on a sneaky curve that fooled most batter the first couple times around the order.
I gave up two singles in the first, but got out of the inning within further damage. We got two runs in the third. Lou Clemons hit another homer and a walk, an error and a single brought the other one home.
The game remained 2- 0 into the seventh, when I doubled, and scored on a base hit to left by Patagonis. I tired a little in the eighth, and gave up two runs on a long homer by their right fielder.
Champ Banion homered for us in the ninth, and Duane finished up. We won, 4 — 2, and celebrated the fact that we were headed for the state tournament with a decent seeding.
I had a boner for the duration of the bus ride home, thinking about Leah and L. O. and what we'd be doing that evening.
Several of the guys noticed it and began a chant that went: "Bree's gonna get some, smell it?" and when I grinned back at them, they went crazy slapping each other on the back and high-fiving one another.
"Life is good," I said, and the uproar continued until Coach made us stop.
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On getting home, my Mom had me do a few jobs like mowing the yard and carting some stuff from the attic to the street for a pickup scheduled for the following morning. So I was a little late for my "date" with L. O. and Leah.
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L. O. was right on the button, however, and smiled broadly at Leah, when she opened her front door and said, "Come on in."
Leah told L. O. that her parents were out of town for the evening, but would return early the next day, as she led the way upstairs. The girls had not touched on meeting, and both were slightly nervous at what was to happen later.
Leah led the way into her parent's bedroom, surprising L. O., who said, "Won't they know something's gone on here?"
"It's possible, but I don't care."
"You don't care? Won't they punish you?"
"I doubt it. I know they're both cheating on the other, but they don't seem to know the other's cheating."
It was a large room, with a big king-sized bed with its head against the back wall. On my side of the bed was a chest of drawers, probably full of her mother's things. On the far side, beneath the window, was a dressing table. To the right, facing the foot of the bed was a fitted double wardrobe with mirrored sliding doors.
Leah turned to face L. O., and smiling lewdly, held out her arms, "How about a big hug?"
L. O.'s nervousness evaporated. She went into Leah's arms, and they kissed sensuously.
She made a brief comparison of Leah's mouth with that of Duane's. Her lips were full, and soft, quite different from Duane's. And when Leah's tongue found its way into her mouth, L. O.'s head began to swim.
Leah's hands went to L. O.'s shoulders, and pushed her gently away. Still smiling, she began to undo the buttons on her blouse. L. O. reached behind her neck and pulled the light sweater over her head. When L. O. could see her again, Leah tossed her blouse onto the low stool in front of the dressing table. L. O. carefully folded and placed the sweater onto the chest of drawers.
They looked at each other, Leah, in her little girl-like ivory bra. L. O. almost the same, in her white frilly bra. Both had young, taut shoulders, coupled with flat stomachs. L. O.'s breasts bulged over the cups of her Victoria Secrets bra.
Leah's smallish, still under-developed boobs failing to fill her smallish cups.
Leah kicked off her shoes, and undid the zip at the side of her skirt. L. O. did the same. They stepped out of their skirts, and placed them on the stool and chest respectively.
Leah smiled again, demonstrating her confidence; reached behind her to undo her bra. L. O.'s opened at the front. The panties quickly followed the bras to the floor.
Both girls then paused to look at the other; paying particular attention to the triangle between the others legs.
Leah held out her arms and L. O. went into them. As they cuddled, L. O. could feel Leah's taut nipples pressing into her breasts -- so warm, so soft, so unlike a man's chest. She felt Leah's long legs against her own, smooth and firm.
"Oh, you're so soft, and smooth," L. O. purred.
"And I love the feel of your breasts pressing into mine," answered Leah.
Their mouths came together in another long kiss that ended with L. O. sliding around to Leah's ear and nibbling gently at the lobe -- something she loved having done to her.
Leah let out a long moan, "Ooooh, I love that." It seemed that a woman does know what a woman likes, even in this small way.
L. O.'s hands ran down to Leah's bottom, and squeezed her globes, while nuzzling her neck.
Leah's head went back, giving her free access to that delightful area under the chin and beneath the ear. L. O.'s senses were already swimming -- and from the delighted sounds Leah was making, so were hers.
After a while, Leah stood back from L. O. and said, "Let's get on the bed."
"Shouldn't we wait for Aubrey?" the other asked.
"No. Let's start without him."
L. O. said, "Really?" amazed that Leah would begin without her professed lover. Further, she offered no further sign of resistance to Leah; and they began to kiss and stroke one another until Leah demanded more, slipping her leg between hers, immediately applying pressure from her thigh to L. O.'s pussy.
They were moaning when Leah started a slow journey down L. O.'s body, then stopping at her breasts, drawing each one into her mouth; sucking and nibbling at the areole of each, while
L. O.'s hand calmly stroked her back.
And when Leah used her teeth on L. O.'s nipples, a spark seemed to jump from them, down to her pussy.
"Can ... can I cum from just this?" she inquired of Leah.
"Yeah ... but I won't let you."
"You won't?"
"I have other plans for that," Leah said as her hands weaved their way through L. O.'s hair, her back and finally the cleft of her ass.
"You've thought this out?" L. O. asked, obviously impressed.
"Um, yeah, took me maybe two seconds."
They laughed at that; but when Leah deserted her breasts and moved to her stomach, L. O. began to quiver with excitement, exulting in the silky smoothness of Leah's touch and body parts every time they made contact with her burning flesh. Her legs opened for Leah, her clit already swollen, her cunt weeping for her tongue.
