TRAVEL BALL 4
This is a work of lesbian fiction, and a prequel, or origin story for the Travel Ball series. If you are offended by lesbian sexual scenarios involving underage girls with each other and adult women, please read no further.
(Lesbian Athletics)
Summer, 2001 -- Pretty, 14-year-old Dawn Evans contentedly rested her blonde-haired head on the ample, naked breast of her softball coach, 29-year-old Shelley Marcus. Earlier in the evening Dawn had for the first time had sex with the grown woman, and had found the experience both exhilarating and exhausting.
Coach Shelley, the dark-haired former University of Arizona standout, had founded the Rangers Softball Club in Mountain Brook, Alabama, some five years earlier, and continued to coach the U-16 team. Shelley, named by her mother after actress Shelly Fabares, longingly traced the tiny pink nipple of the high school freshman-to-be, hoping that they would both soon fall asleep.
Kissing the sleepy-eyed young teen on the forehead, Shelley thought back to when things had started.
1996 -- Three years earlier, Shelley had suffered a career-ending knee injury during her senior year of college. She had been a key part of Arizona's tremendous success in the early 1990's, and she tremendously missed softball, and the companionship of the other girls.
Unsure of where to go and what to do, Shelley had returned to her hometown of Birmingham, Alabama, and at the age of 21 had used her Communications degree to obtain a sales rep position at one of Birmingham's largest employers, Vulcan Materials. Shelley was now all of 24-years-old.
Although her customers enjoyed seeing the tall, friendly, former athlete, Shelley knew that selling construction materials like gravel and asphalt would never make her happy. A tomboy at heart, Shelley, no matter how attractive she looked, never felt comfortable in the business suits and tailored skirts that she was required to wear to represent the conservative company.
One day, Shelley hit upon an idea. What if she started her own high-level softball travel ball squad for Birmingham area girls?
The equal athletic opportunities for women and girls provided by Title IX had been federally mandated since 1972. However, they had not always been enforced or fully put into effect by some colleges until the late 1980's and early 1990's. Softball wouldn't even be played at the football-rich University of Texas until 1997.
Knowing that colleges and universities were legally required to more equitably distribute their scholarship numbers and dollars to women's sports, some of the larger schools began to pour their resources into women's basketball and softball, among other sports.
With a strong natural business acumen, Shelley swiftly filed for an LLC, and decided to base the travel softball team in affluent, Mountain Brook, a suburb of Birmingham. A fan of the Texas Rangers baseball team, Shelley chose to name her fledgling softball club after the major league team.
Shelley used her newly acquired sales skills to convince parents to sign their young daughters up for the new club. Shelley explained that there were now over 500 colleges and universities playing softball from Division 1 downward, and that there was an ever-increasing amount of athletic scholarships and financial aid available to student-athletes.
Shelley confessed that she had only been a modestly successful student in high school, but had managed to receive a full scholarship for the totality of her college career at the prestigious Arizona university. Shelley also explained that many universities provided academic resources to almost guarantee 100% graduation rates from their female student-athletes who stayed in their program for four years.
Focused on getting her first group of players pointed toward achieving the softball skills needed to get noticed by college coaches, Shelley initially chose the U-16 age group, with its 14 and 15-year-old girls who would be incoming high school freshmen and sophomores who still had time to be properly coached and tutored.
Unsaid, Shelley was particularly attracted to young girls that age, and felt her practices would at least be fun with a lot of pretty, fit, teenage girls around her.
Fall, 1989 -- The introverted, 5'11" freshman outfielder, Shelley Marcus, arrived at the Tucson campus of the University of Arizona knowing no one, except for the coach who had recruited Shelley from her Birmingham high school.
A very deeply closeted lesbian, Shelley had developed a crush on her pretty, young, English teacher. Too frightened to try anything, Shelley left high school a virgin, and had purposely chosen a western university as far from Bible-thumping Birmingham as she could get
Shy since a young age, Shelley found it hard to make friends, even with her new teammates. An only child, Shelley's parents had always been emotionally distant, and preoccupied with their careers. Even after moving back to Birmingham, their contact was infrequent and felt forced.
One evening, early in her freshman year of college, Shelley was sitting alone and slowly sipping on a Diet Coke at the bar of a nearby Applebee's. The attractive blonde bartender knew that she should chase the obviously under-21 girl away from the bar area, even though she hadn't tried to order any alcohol. As there was no one else around, the winsome bartender chose instead to chat with the obviously lonely girl.
Tami Welch was a big-busted, blonde, 33-year-old woman who had lived all of her life in the Tucson area. After five years in an unhappy marriage, she had divorced her husband. Fortunately, there were no children to complicate things.
Tami's husband, she had discovered, was a womanizer. Whenever Tami's back was turned or she was at work, he was busily chasing other women. Hearing similar stories from her other divorced friends, Tami became increasingly cold to the men who quite often hit upon her as she worked behind the bar. How many of them were married, she wondered?
Looking at the tall, pretty young girl who was now aimlessly stirring her Diet Coke with a straw, Tami recognized the sadness emanating from the girl's face. "What's your name, hon?" Tami asked. "Shelley," was the one-word, glum response that the bartender received.
Placing her bar rag down, Tami looked at the younger girl, and placed her soft hand on Shelley's smooth forearm. "What's wrong, Shelley?" The dark-haired college athlete felt an unfamiliar tingling sensation when the pretty bartender touched her.
There was genuine care and concern in the woman's voice, and Shelley began to slowly unburden herself to the attractive older woman. The 18-year-old explained that she had made few friends since enrolling at the University of Arizona. Shelley was miserable, but was determined not to return to Birmingham. "No one understands me there," the pony-tailed girl curiously explained.
If Shelley was a man, Tami would have never bothered listening to the story. However, Tami felt real empathy for the young girl. However, she was quite sure that there was more going on in the softball player's pretty head.
"We're going to be closing in a few minutes," Tami explained. "I've got Diet Coke in my fridge. Would you like to join me for a nightcap?" Tami looked intently into the 18-year-old's long-lashed, dark eyes. Tami had long been curious about having sex with a woman. Despite opportunities, the attractive blonde had never had the courage to follow through. While Tami wasn't 100% sure about Shelley's preferences, her "gaydar" was going off. The girl was an adult, after all, and if Tami guessed wrong, it would only cost her a Diet Coke.
Shelley smiled for the first time that evening, and gratefully accepted Tami's offer. Shelley waited patiently in the parking lot while the buxom bartender closed up her cash register for the night. Putting her tips into her purse, Tami exited the Applebee's restaurant as the lights were turned off. The 33-year-old was wearing form-fitting jeans, and a paisley blouse that was strategically unbuttoned to display her ample cleavage. It was good for tips.
Walking to the dimly lit parking lot, Tami found Shelley. The softball player was dressed in a grey Adidas t-shirt, and tight athletic shorts, similar to what the UofA volleyball players wore. Seeing the girl standing up for the first time, Tami was surprised to see that Shelley was nearly 6-foot tall. Shelley had seductively long, lean legs that seemed to go on forever.
"Where's your car?" Tami asked. "I walked here from school," Shelley answered. Extending her hand, Tami and Shelley walked hand-in-hand to Tami's car. Once again, Shelley felt an odd tingling sensation as she held Tami's soft hand.
It was a very short drive to Tami's apartment. It was actually within easy walking distance, but Tami felt uncomfortable about walking alone at night.
It had been a slow, boring evening for Tami at the restaurant, with few tips to take home. Slow nights were the worst. They seemed to drag on forever. Tami let out a heavy sigh as she opened her apartment door and let Shelley inside.
As she always did, Tami unbuttoned her tight blouse, and pulled the tails of her blouse out of her tight jeans. "Whew!" Tami exclaimed to no one in particular as she tossed the blouse across a chair. A frilly white bra was the only thing now covering Tami's natural, 36-D breasts.
Pulling two cold Diet Cokes out of her fridge, Tami suddenly became conscious that she had just removed her blouse in front of the college girl. Looking down at her big boobs, Tami apologized, "Sorry. It's a habit."
"Please don't worry," Shelley said, adding "Your breasts are magnificent. I wish mine were more like yours," Shelley said with a cute southern drawl.
The blonde 33-year-old cupped her big breasts and playfully pushed them upward. "I was very popular when I was your age," the still-pretty woman said with a loud laugh.
Handing Shelley a Diet Coke, Tami made note that the athletic 18-year-old from Alabama had just complimented her on her boobs. Sitting next to the pretty teen, Tami suddenly reached over to Shelley and squeezed an A-cup breast.
"Seems O.K. to me," Tami said, causing both girls to giggle... maybe a little too hard. Tami's anxious leg rubbed against Shelley's. Unfortunately, still wearing jeans, Tami was unable to feel the smooth bare skin of Shelley's legs.
The conversation went on as if they had known each other all of their lives. Shelley was becoming more and more comfortable, and didn't seem to notice when Tami put an arm around her sturdy shoulder.
Suddenly, Tami leaned in and kissed the pretty, dark-haired college girl. It wasn't just a friendly peck, nor was it a deep tongue-kiss. Tami was testing the waters with the college freshman. When Shelley placed both of her hands on Tami's face and kissed her back, Tami had her answer.
Rubbing her hands cravingly atop Shelley's modest, t-shirted boobs, Tami lifted the 18-year-old's top over her ponytailed head. Tami found it odd that even with her admittedly small breasts, Shelley was wearing a confining sports bra.
Happily, for Tami, there was a zipper in the front of the sports bra, and it was quickly undone. Tami's zealous hands curiously explored Shelley's diminutive boobs. Neither knew it at the time, but this was the first girl-girl experience for either of them.
As the older, and more sexually experienced of the two, Tami took on the role of the lesbian aggressor, and she was soon avidly fondling and suckling Shelley's small breasts, and erect brown nipples.
Shelley sighed contentedly as the older blonde feasted on her little boobs. Years of sexual frustration seemed to melt away as Tami began to undress Shelley, and herself.
Shelley's stretchy shorts and Spanx came off easily enough, revealing the 18-year-olds trimmed pubic hair. Shelly's unzipped sports bra hung loosely around her tan-lined breasts.
The softball player's hands darted toward Tami's breasts when her bra was unfastened. Shelley had never touched any boobs other than her own, and her hands eagerly fondled Tami's big, firm, mammaries. Meanwhile, Tami was struggling to lower and remove her tight blue jeans.
As the two inexperienced women fumbled together on the couch, Tami wisely said, "It'll be more comfortable on the bed." The words frightened Shelley. She had enjoyed fooling around, but was unsure that she was ready for a full-blown lesbian encounter.
Summoning her courage, Shelley removed her sports bra, and stood up, now completely naked. Tami was dressed only in white bikini panties. With her boots off, Tami was maybe 5'2". Having lesbian sex with the young girl was going to be a first for the pretty bartender as well, and gave the taller softball player a tight hug, reassuring both Shelley and herself as they walked to the apartment bedroom.
Sitting first on the big bed, Tami admired Shelley's taught, muscled young body. An odd thought crossed Tami's mind that Shelley reminded her of a champion racehorse. Tami smiled at the comparison, but didn't share it with the young athlete.
The tall softball player approached the bed, and nervously sat on Tami' lap. The older woman kissed Shelley tenderly on the cheek, and removed the Scrunchie from Tami's ponytailed dark hair. Tami pressed the teenager's side against her big boobs.
Moving Shelley's face towards her, Tami could see that the naked teen was fearful, and near tears. Murmuring, "Just relax, honey... relax." Tami passionately kissed the younger girl. When Shelley's mouth instinctively opened, Tami spontaneously demonstrated the finer points of French kissing.
Shelley was beginning to warm to the new experience. Tami could tell by the hard, erect nipples that she was enthusiastically fondling.
Eventually laying the long, slender athlete on her big bed, Shelley reached for Tami's big, round, 36-D breasts. Curiously, neither woman had touched the other below the waist.
Laying next the pretty teen and kissing her young face, Tami suddenly pulled away toward the foot of the bed. Shelley's legs were already partly open. Beginning at Shelley's toes, Tami kissed her way up to Shelley's calves, and then her thighs, until Tami's face was positioned in front of Shelley's trimmed, brown-haired pussy.
The 18-year-old gasped when Tami tenderly kissed her labia. Shelley was feeling a mix of fear and excitement. Unknown to the college freshman who assumed that her older lover was an experienced lesbian, Tami was charting unknown territory, relying almost solely on the lesbian porn she had previously seen.
With her eyes closed tightly, Shelley could feel her pussy being licked and speared by Tami's eager fingers and tongue. The feeling was indescribable! It was better than anything that Shelley could have ever imagined!!
Opening her eyes, Shelley could see Tami's blonde hair flailing like a ravenous animal between her tan, slender legs.
The two women would make love well into the early morning. The age different pair would form a bond that would last throughout Shelley's time in Tucson, and Tami would often attend Shelley's softball games. After a certain point in time, Shelley would begin to spend more nights in Tami's bed than in her own dorm room.
Summer, 2001 -- With the morning sun peeking through Shelley's louver drapes, the 29-year-old woke up slowly, wiping the sleep from her tired eyes. Lying next to Shelley was pretty, 14-year-old Dawn Evans, a second-baseman on Shelley's U-16 Ranger team.
Shelley lowered the bedclothes to admire the slender young girl's naked body. Shelley gently stroked Dawn's golden-blonde hair, being very careful not to wake the girl who would be entering the 9th grade in the fall.
Dawn was sleeping soundly on her side; a slight smile was noticeable on her face. Perhaps she was remembering the eventful prior day... and night? Dawn's little boobs resembled pink Hershey's Kisses as she laid nude on the bed. Even at only 14, Dawn had the rounded butt cheeks of an athlete.
As much as Shelley wanted to wake the sleeping teen to bury her face in her young pussy, Shelley let the small girl sleep, remembering that the 14-year-old had another full day in her trusted care.
Rubbing her man-made 36-C breasts, Shelley laid her head back on the pillow, remembering how she had gone from a 30-something year-old woman, to regularly underage girls... but that's another story.
The End of Part 4. Stay tuned for Part 5.
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