League of His Own Ch. 01

"Their brother is already a good man who deserves a lot of love. But I know you want to be the best, sweetie. And that will bring too much attention to carry on these relationships permanently. And we also want you to enjoy your life. You're eighteen and should be out having fun. Don't let what happened with Rachel cause you to retreat into a shell."

"I won't, as long as I don't hurt the three of you."

"Never. I'd rather have you one night a week rather than some other man I can barely stand permanently. And there's always my sister."

Standing back for a moment, I looked my mother up and down, enjoying the smile that formed as she posed for me. Taking her in my arms again, I took off her bra, exposing her small breasts and rock hard nipples, giving each of them a tweak, before I helped take off her panties. She knew I'd want her to leave the thigh highs and heels on. Her pussy wasn't shaved, a groomed patch of hair over what was already a dripping wet pussy. Inhaling her scent, I couldn't help groan.

"What is my son doing sniffing his mother's hot, horny pussy?" she whispered.

"I want to lick said pussy, Mum."

"Well, my son had better join me on our bed then."

My rock hard cock did press against her as I leaned down to kiss her once we were in position. It wouldn't have taken much for me to just slide on inside her, but I wanted to taste her first. I knew I wasn't a particularly skilled lover just yet. Sensing my nerves, or perhaps able to read my mind, like mother's seem able to do, she happily told me what felt good and what to do. She admitted that, the simple fact it was me doing it, made it all so exciting, orgasms were guaranteed.

Finally reaching her pussy, Mum spread her legs wide. No instructions were needed after what I'd done with Aimee, so it was simply a case of figuring out what my mother liked and doing it again and again. I enjoyed her taste, that and her scent stronger than her daughters. Not positive or negative, just different. I groaned when I really got stuck in and she clearly grew ever more turned on.

I relied on only my mouth to start, not a single inch of her pussy untouched. Anything and everything I did seemed to provoke a positive reaction. When she told me to lick her clit, I did as mother requested. And she enjoyed her first orgasm. Unable to prevent the slightly smug grin as I met her eyes, I kept on going, now adding a finger or two for good measure.

"Oh yes, baby, find that spot!"

"Maybe I'll just tease you..."

The giggle made me smile. "I love being teased, even more when it's my son."

Watching her body shake and shudder through another orgasm had my cock almost begging to be slid inside her, barely able to hold apart her thighs as she cried out in climax. I think she had around four or five, at least a couple of orgasms almost moulding into one, before I felt her tap the top of my head, managing to murmur that she'd had enough for the time being. Lifting my head, I had to wipe my mouth and chin clean, leaving soft kisses back up her body before I met her eyes again.

"God help the girls at your school if you do that to all of them!"

"Don't go feeding my ego too early, Mum."

Lying next to her, she turned and cuddled into me. "I remember what most eighteen year old men... well, frankly, boys were like, sweetie. Eager to have their cock sucked, and even more eager to fuck, but go down on a woman? Rare as hens' teeth. The fact you're so willing... Well, let's just say, women talk, and once word spreads, you'll definitely find more girls at school interested in you."

"And who's going to tell all these girls?"

"The first girl at school you make cum with your mouth. She'll tell her friends, her friends will tell their friends, so on and so forth."

"Then there's the actual sex, Mum. I mean..."

"That's what I'm here for, sweetie. Your sisters and myself are different. You'll have to do different things to get us off with just your cock. Now, I'll be honest, just the thought of you sliding inside me has me so excited, I might just orgasm straight away. But some women can only cum in certain positions. Others can cum with barely any work. Other women find it almost impossible to orgasm from intercourse."

"Oh..."

"Oh, sweetie, don't worry about me. I'm going to cum so hard on your cock, I'll be seeing stars for days."

Mum eventually got on her back again and had me position myself between her legs. Sliding my cock slowly inside her, I couldn't help smile as her face lit up again, leaning down to share a soft kiss. "Oh my god, you're so thick," she moaned.

"I have nothing to compare this to except three mouths."

She waited until I was buried before giggling. "Oh baby, you feel wonderful. So deep and thick. Best cock ever." Needing to take a deep breath, she continued, "Okay, thrust nice and slow, find a rhythm that works for you, I'm going to love whatever you do that way. Don't just jackhammer into my pussy. That's what most virgins do." She paused and added, "And if you need to cum quickly, that's okay too. You'll get hard again in no time. The advantage of a young virile male."

Slowly thrusting into my mother as we made love was something I'd admittedly thought about from time to time. My sisters and mothers had been teenage fantasies, along with plenty of other girls I knew, whether in real life or as part of an overactive imagination. My mother's pussy was accommodating and felt tight, and I knew I was grinning as I slowly thrust into her. The sounds she made underneath me suggested she was loving it just as much.

"That's it, baby," my mother moaned, "A little faster. Would love to feel you cum."

"Not much longer," I groaned, feeling my cheeks grow warmer, as I hadn't lasted all too long.

"Cum and keep thrusting, baby. You'll stay hard enough it'll feel pleasurable."

I'd seen enough porn to know basic positions and that moving her legs would help, so when her calves ended up sat beside either of my ears, she moaned softly as I started to pump her faster. That's when she started to fondle her clit, urging me on to fuck her faster.

"Fuck... Mum..."

"I'm close, baby. Keep going. Cum in me. I'll cum too."

"Mum..."

Her legs did fall of my shoulders slightly as I leaned further down, her legs ending up falling down to hook into my elbows. Now completely spread wide, I fucked her with wild abandon... For all of two minutes before I buried my cock and came. I'm fairly sure it was one of the best orgasms of my life, but when my mother cried out at the same time, I knew she was enjoying one too, her fingers starting to move quickly at her clit. "Oh fuck, baby," she cried out softly.

"Holy shit, Mum," I groaned, "Fucking hell, that was fantastic. I love you and your pussy."

"That's what every women loves to hear but particularly your own mother."

Pulling out, I lay on the bed next to her, Mum immediately turning to cuddle into me, giggling away as my cum was already leaking out. Yep, I learned sex definitely wasn't like you saw in porn that evening. What else did I learn? My mother loved being taken from behind, at least by her son, and admitted she liked being spanked when fucked nice and hard, maybe pulling her hair, maybe just mounting and fucking her senseless. Certainly plenty of ideas for the future.

I loved it when I lay back and Mum rode me. Watching her gorgeous body bouncing and grinding on my cock was something that would live long in the memory. I could sit up and suckle at her breasts while she enjoyed herself, and we learned she could enjoy some powerful orgasms as she rode me, pumping up into her at the same time.

It was a long night of lovemaking and hot sex. My mother was a sexual dynamo, that much was obvious, but I was left thinking she also held back, probably not wanting to give me too much, too soon. I certainly understood why. After I filled her pussy a third time, I had to tap out and state I couldn't handle anymore. Glancing at the clock, it was getting late anyway and I had school in the morning.

We enjoyed a shower together, kissing and cuddling as we washed away sweat and other things, changing the sheets before we slid into bed together, making sure my alarm was set as I didn't want to be late first day back. "I love you, Mum," I whispered, feeling her snuggle up into me.

"I love you, Danny. Thank you for tonight. Hope it's not the only time."

"Definitely not. I hope not too."

"Your sisters next. They need a good man in their life. Aimee has been too focused on her studies. Kyla... She's made some poor choices. Takes after her mother in a way." She sighed happily, cuddling into me tighter, "This time, I've made the right one."

*****

"Have a good day, sweetie," Mum said, kissing my cheek. With it being my sixth and last year, classes began earlier than the other five year groups as we finished earlier, the idea being we'd go home and study, complete assignments or do homework. It didn't always happen like that, but it was a good idea in theory.

After kissing Kyla and Aimee, the latter having another two weeks off before university started for the year, I headed outside, still chewing on a piece of toast, getting behind the wheel of my car. Like most young men, it was a beat-up second hand car, though had a powerful V6 under the bonnet. Nothing more Australian than a Holden Commodore. Shame the marque was going to die soon.

I amused myself by driving all of three houses down the street, strolling up to the front door and knocking. It was quickly opened by my best friend, at least regarding the female side of the species. We'd lived on the same street, in the same houses, since we'd been born. She smiled shyly as always upon seeing me. I wasn't blind. I knew how she felt about me, but neither of us wanted to risk our friendship by turning it into something more. Or that's how we'd felt years ago. Now?

I knew things might change and quickly.

"Hi, Danny," she whispered.

"Hey, Kim. Ready to go?" She smiled and nodded, turning to wish her mother goodbye.

Taking her hand, I led her to the car after she'd shut the front door. Once buckled up, I started driving us to school. "I saw what happened, Danny. I'm not going to say sorry because I told you she was a bitch."

"I didn't see you at the party."

"You know it's not my scene, Danny. Too many idiots, too much booze, and then you get what happened."

"Yeah," I muttered, "I'm wondering what the reaction will be like when we get there."

We made small talk as I drove us to school. She'd cut out nearly everything about my contract signing from all the newspapers. Aside from my family, Kim was my biggest supporter. I'm sure many would now be hinting at us that we should start hooking up, but while there was no doubt we loved each other, I think it would always be platonic. But I couldn't help look at her when stopped at a red light, her dark, almost raven black hair, her rather pale complexion, her gorgeous blue eyes, a pair of full lips that... I'd better stop looking at her, I thought.

If you looked up the word 'petite'' in the dictionary, you'd find a picture of Kim. She was only five-two but seemed even smaller at times. She was incredibly intelligent. Smartest person in our year group. One of the smartest people at our school. No-one messed with her though, because she was my friend. And my friends were the friends of my teammates. And no-one fucked with our friends.

I had a feeling what happened at the party with Rachel was allowed to happen simply so I'd see her for what she really was and I'd finally break up with her. Perhaps not the way I'd have liked it to happen, but now I knew the truth, at least.

Parking the car at school, there were a few others already parked up. Escorting Kim onto the school grounds, we would eventually gather in the main hall as that's where we'd hear a speech from the principal, the expectations in our role as leaders due to our age and experience, due to it being our final year, and what would be required of us otherwise. Most teachers would be present, including any new ones that needed introducing.

Walking towards my locker to dump my stuff, as I hated carrying around a backpack all day, I wasn't surprised to be greeted warmly by nearly everyone. In fact, nearly every girl I passed returned a smile, a caress of a forearm. One or two, who I knew nursed crushes, went so far as to kiss my cheek hello. Kim was on my arm still, but all she did was blush whenever I looked at her.

"They know you're single and free, Danny," she whispered, "You're now the most eligible bachelor at Northern Meadows High School."

Walking into the main hall, I was busy catching up with some friends when I noticed it fall silent. Rachel walked in alone. I heard plenty of harsh but whispered comments at her arrival. I glanced her way once, her eyes meeting mine, then I just turned away from her. She wasn't my problem any longer. I noticed even people she'd called friends were giving her a cold shoulder.

She'd made her bed. She could lie in it now.

The principal eventually appeared on the stage, her heels clicking as she strolled towards the podium. Finding seats, we all sat down and waited for her to start her speech.

I knew it was going to prove to be an interesting year.

*****

A/N -- The West Sydney Rangers is a fictional NRL team. Northern Meadows High School and Northern Meadows Rugby League Football Club are also fictional. The NRL Schoolboy Cup is a genuine competition in which secondary schools throughout New South Wales and Queensland compete to be the best school in the country.

The first five chapters will be covering his last year at high school and his first year in professional sport, all the trials and tribulations of a young man juggling those two things, the relationships with his family and also any relationships that begin with others.

I have no idea how long this story will be. I have five chapters written so far, slowly writing the sixth, but I'm busy writing around five to six different series, so I'm focusing on each one until I run out of steam, then focusing another series for a week or two.