League of His Own Ch. 04

Before we left on Friday afternoon, I went to find Wendy, wanting to ask her a simple question. She was waiting for the bus as always, so I pulled her aside, kissing her softly in front of everyone, before I asked her what I wanted. "Would you like go out tonight and then stay at mine until tomorrow morning?"

"God yes!" she replied before kissing me hard.

"Want a lift home? Better than the bus."

Driving Wendy home with Kim by my side wasn't weird as the two young women were already quite friendly. Wendy had mentioned more than once that she found it weird my girlfriend, which Kim was in all but name officially, happily shared me. But considering it was the twenty-first century and the nature of relationships were changing, for the better or worse being a matter of opinion, Kim had already explained why we were keeping things casual, and she was more than willing to allow me to have a little fun with some others before we agreed to settle down.

Walking Wendy to the front door of her home, I left a soft kiss on her lips, letting her know I'd collect her at 6pm. Driving Kim home afterwards, she asked quite bluntly if I planned on taking Wendy's virginity that night. I chuckled, replying I don't think I'd be left with any choice in the end, adding that I'd probably be dragged to my bedroom and mounted eagerly by a horny young virgin.

Kim stayed at my place to do a little homework before I walked her home. Kissing my cheek, she smiled and told me to have a good time, but more importantly, make Wendy's first time special. "I know how long she's liked you for," she added, "We weren't as friendly as we probably should have been, but we did talk often and we'd swap messages a few times a week. I guess you were a little oblivious?"

"She arrived at our school before I started dating Rachel. I made the wrong decision there."

"Have you noticed she's not hanging around all the deadbeats any longer? She's made her bed, but I feel sorry for her now as, despite one or two friends that remain close to her, she's looking rather lonely."

"I haven't talked to her since that night. I'm not sure what I'd say now anyway. I'm in a completely different place. Still not happy about being used and then cheated on, but I guess we're all young and dumb sometimes."

Kissing her again, I hugged her tight, hearing her whisper 'Good luck and have a nice time' into my ear before I walked home. Mum and my sisters were home, letting them know I was heading out on a date. When I announced that it was with Wendy, Mum asked, "Are you finally going to fuck the poor girl?"

I groaned, to which my sister's laughed. "I'm surprised it's taken you this long to get into her panties," Kyla added.

"I'm taking my time. It's what she wanted from me. Anyway, she's coming home with me tonight and I'll be making her breakfast in the morning."

"With your cum leaking out of her?" Mum wondered.

"I hope so." I couldn't help smiling. I did really like her, as much as my other lovers. "As I was telling Kim, I kinda wish I'd asked her out instead of Rachel."

After showering and getting dressed, going with slacks, a nice shirt and my usual leather shoes, I kissed my mother and sisters' goodnight, warning them not to wait up for me, before I drove over to Wendy's place. Her mother, Anne, greeted me at the door, almost making me blush when she kissed my cheek. We made idle conversation as I waited for Wendy, mostly discussing the footy. She asked if I would be attending the awards at the end of next week, replying that I was as I could be up for an award.

Wendy appeared a few minutes later, her hair styled, a little make-up, wearing a short-sleeved blouse, tight to her body that provided a hint of cleavage, and a mini-skirt that showed off her covered legs. Asking if they were thigh highs, she blushed and smiled, admitting that she'd asked Kim what I liked my lovers to wear. "I won't be home tonight, Mum," she said.

"Okay, sweetie. You two have fun."

Escorting Wendy to the car, I opened the door and waited until she was comfortable before I started driving. "I have to ask, and forgive me if this upsets..."

"He's with his other wife and family," Wendy interrupted, which I didn't mind, "I don't have contact with him any longer."

"I'm sorry."

She glanced at me and smiled. "I'm not, Danny. Mum and I have always been close, and when he chose to walk out on us..." I couldn't help the sigh when she said that. Taking my hand, she asked, "You too?"

"Yeah, I was five. He was cheating on Mum with her best friend. They took off to Perth. I haven't seen him in nearly nine years now."

"My father came to my fifteenth birthday with his new wife and couple of kids, tried to pass us off as one extended happy family. Mum grit her teeth but I wasn't going to stand by and let him pass it off. Called her a homewrecker to her face. She looked ready to slap me. Mum warned her if she did that, she'd be seeing a cell that night. Met my father's eyes, told him to go and don't bother contacting me again. I was through putting up with his bullshit. He's tried calling few times, left some voicemails. I just delete them. I have my mother, her brother and my grandparents for support."

"I'm sorry," I said softly, taking her hand in mine.

"I'm not. Trust me, Danny, I'm in a good place. And I've now snagged myself a good man. Sure, sharing him wasn't exactly what I envisaged but I'm not complaining."

Wendy wanted to try something new, so we tried a Japanese restaurant where the chefs prepare the food in front of you. It was a lot of fun and quite entertaining, the food bloody good at the same time. After dinner, we strolled along for a while before stopping at a little café for a light drink. Neither of us wanted alcohol as we both knew how the night was going to end.

We didn't stay out past midnight, walking hand in hand back to where I'd parked my car. She giggled as I kissed her, pressing her back against the car, door, no doubt feeling the bulge in my pants. "Is that for me?" she asked coyly.

"Can I be vulgar and say it will be very soon?"

"I fucking hope so, Danny." She took my hand, lifting it up under her skirt. Her panties were soaked. "I masturbate at least three times a day and every single thought is about you. I love you, Danny."

I couldn't help grin as I leaned down to kiss her. "That makes things awkward," I whispered.

"Kim knows as I told her how I feel. She hugged me, told me she wasn't surprised. You can love more than one person, you know?"

"Oh, good. Because I love you too."

Thankfully, I didn't get caught speeding on the way home. Getting out of the car, I practically dragged her inside. My two sisters were up watching television, quickly wishing them goodnight, before Wendy hurried me to my bedroom. Soon as the door was closed, our hands were all over each other as I was desperate to get her naked. As soon as I'd dropped my slacks and underwear, her fingers were grasping my cock, moaning into my mouth as we played a little tonsil hockey.

"Thought about this for so long," she whispered.

"I'm going to lie you back and go to town on your pussy, Wendy."

Lying her back, I got a good look at her naked body for the first time, as I certainly wasn't going to do this is darkness. Shirt on, lights off sex. Where's the fun in that? I knew many men were visual but why wouldn't you want to clearly see the woman you're being intimate with. I'll be honest, she reminded me of Kim in many ways. Incredibly petite, particularly compared to my broad frame. Her hair was lighter, though not the tuft of fur she kept above her pussy. That was black. She was slim and part of me thought I'd have fun throwing her around the bedroom, but I wouldn't want to hurt her.

Her pink nipples were rock hard, enjoying the gasp she made as I latched my mouth around one. Moving my hand down her body, she opened her legs so I could feel her hot, hungry pussy, and she was wet. Sitting back a moment, I felt a smile form as she looked so horny, it was rather amusing. "Please make me cum then make love to me," she whimpered.

"Okay."

She made a lot of noise as I buried my mouth between her legs but the dirty talk would no doubt come later, if it was something she found she liked doing. I let her know how hot she was, how much I enjoyed her taste, particularly when I buried my tongue and got a good taste of her. She tasted divine, letting her know that too, smiling at the blush that formed on her cheeks.

As turned on as she was, little wonder she exploded in orgasm within a few minutes, and that was without really doing all that much. Moving my tongue up to her little clit, I figured out what to do there rather quickly, and with a finger inside her looking for that special spot, I liked to believe I rocked her world for the next few minutes.

Then I stopped as she needed a little cry. Moving up the bed, I held her in my arms, her head against my chest. That's when I noticed how much smaller she truly was. I wasn't a tall guy, but I'd been filling out even more with all the gym work and training. And she was precious, as much as Kim was. Part of me just wanted to hold both of them forever. It wasn't going to happen, but it was a nice thought.

"I've made myself orgasm, but never like that," she murmured, her head resting beneath my chin.

"Well, it's like when I orgasm inside a lover, Wendy. Much better when it's with someone else."

Rolling onto her back, she met my eyes, looking expectant. Placing the head of my cock at her opening, I leaned down to kiss her again. She kissed me back hungrily, her tongue as playful as ever. Slowly sliding inside her, I broke the kiss, enjoying the gasp she made. "Oh fuck!" she cried.

"I'll take it slowly, sweetie. Don't worry."

"I know. It's just you feel really big!"

"That's a compliment I like to hear."

I took my time as I knew Wendy used a dildo from time to time, but like the one Kim used before we were intimate the first time, hers wasn't anywhere near the size of my cock. It took a few minutes before I buried most of my length, Wendy's face a picture of delight. I raised a thumb to wipe away a couple more tears. "Sorry for making you wait," she whispered.

"I don't care about that, Wendy. I just wanted your first time to be special."

"It's with you so it was going to be, no matter what."

I didn't last long though I don't think Wendy gave a shit about that at all. She was so tight, so hot, and so eager to be with me. I didn't fuck her hard at all, just slow, gentle thrusts, letting her get used to having my cock inside her. She couldn't stop smiling, and when I did cum inside her, she burst into giggles, stating it felt weird, but then she almost started crying again, as she knew how good she'd made me feel in return.

Fifteen minutes later, her fingers were around my cock to get me rock hard again. "I want to do it again!" she exclaimed eagerly.

Not one to disappoint my girlfriend, as she pretty much was alongside Kim and Lisa, I slid my cock back inside her and we tried a few different things. When I had her knees bent right back, feeling my cock deeper inside her, I sat back and fucked her harder, licking my thumb to gently fondle her clit. She went off like a firecracker, a stream of curses that would have made a sailor blush. Fairly sure she even squirted a little bit as my groin region was wetter than normal.

Pulling out, I flipped her over onto her knees. She knew what I wanted, hands at her hips before I practically mounted her. Fucked her nowhere near as hard as I'd done with Miss Taylor in a similar position, but I was so deep in that position, Wendy did ask me to be gentle as she worried it would hurt. "I'd never hurt you," I whispered into her ear.

She was reassured when I sat back on my knees, pulling her back against my chest, letting her ride me. Turning her head so I could kiss her, my fingers ended up back on her clit again. She giggled as we made out before I laid back, Wendy figuring out quickly to spin around, leaning forward. "Fuck me softly," she whispered.

Finishing inside her a second time was even better than the first. She relaxed on my chest, running my fingers up and down her back, earning more delightful giggles as I gave her pert little butt a few squeezes. "Danny, can I confess something?"

"Of course."

"I really love watching anal porn."

"Shit! Seriously?"

"God yes. Seeing a woman like me, a petite little thing, getting fucked hard by a big cock in the arse, it lights a fire in me something fierce. Would you like to do that with me one day?"

"Well, well, well, where has this side of Wendy come from?"

"We've made love, Danny, and I want to do this a whole lot more. But while I've obviously never had a man up my bum, I've had a toy or two up there while I masturbated."

"I've not done it before either. Kim is interested in trying it too."

Wendy lifted her head quickly and grinned. "Do it for both of us the same night!"

"You sure?"

"Of course. And I really don't think Kim would mind, Danny. She's in love with you and will do anything you want."

"In love?"

"You know she's in love with you, Danny. I reckon you could make it work while she's at university, but she's adamant it'll work out for the best how she has it all planned."

"And you, Wendy?" I asked softly.

"I wish you'd asked me out two years ago. But then Kim wouldn't have had her chance."

"You like her, don't you?"

"I know why you love her, that's for sure. She's become a good friend in the past couple of months. Obvious reasons, of course."

"Talk about me?"

"Kim didn't want to at first, but we noticed we are similar in some ways."

"You're the two smartest girls in our year group. You're also drop dead fucking gorgeous."

"Talk like that will have me on my back again in a minute, and I feel you getting hard again too."

An hour later, Wendy and I stumbled into the bathroom for a quick shower. To say we were both a little sore wouldn't be far wrong. I still hadn't fucked her anywhere near as hard as I could have done, but she'd had my thick cock inside her for a considerable amount of time. After a quick wash, we returned to my bed and promptly passed out.

*****

"I'm a little nervous," Kim confessed as we were driven to Star Casino.

"You look beautiful, Kim."

"I'm just nervous about appearing on television, even if only briefly."

"But you look beautiful, Kim. Trust me, once you smile, you'll be golden. They're going to adore you."

"Or tear me to pieces."

I took her hand, kissing the back of it. "Not a chance. They'll look at me and wonder how on earth I managed to snag such a beauty."

She shuffled over, using her hand to caress my cheek, kissing me softly. "I love you," she whispered, "Thank you for bringing me."

"Well, I wasn't exactly going to bring my mother or sisters. That's just weird."

Kim still didn't know I was fucking them. I wasn't sure I could ever tell her. How would I start that conversation? 'Kim, you know how I'm sleeping with a couple of other women. Well, I'm also sleeping with my mother and two sisters as well.' In my mind, there's no way that conversation ends positively.

Arriving a few minutes later, I was by no means well known by anyone, but my debut game and then injury certainly had a few interested in my development. But I was merely one of a few promising rookies in the game. Kim held my hand tightly as we had the obligatory photo taken, Kim's hand resting on my chest. I liked to think I looked rather good in my suit. Mum had helped pick it out, of course.

It was your typical gala event and I liked to think Kim had a great time. It was being held the Wednesday night before the start of the playoffs, so everyone invited was able to attend. Being surrounded by some of the modern greats of the game was a little awe-inspiring. I couldn't help point out particular players who I'd spent the past decade watching on television. Now I was sharing the same field with them.

The 'Rookie of the Year' award was one of the first to be handed out that evening. There were six nominees. I made the list due to the number of games I'd played, the number of tries scored and tries assisted, and the fact in three games, I'd picked up Dally M points.

I didn't win the award. I'll admit, I was a little crushed inside. A purely personal thing. Billy was sat at my table, as his career would be celebrated a little later, and though I plastered a fake smile on my face, he could see in my eyes I was a little sad. He shuffled his chair closer. "Kid, you're going to lead the club to greater things," he said quietly, "The building blocks are there. Give it five years, and you'll be captain, and from there, the years in the doldrums will be a distant memory."

"Thanks. Still, would have been a nice way to sign off a tough year."

"I still love you, baby," Kim whispered into my ear, "Still got the girl in the end."

"You'll forget all about this when you lift the big trophy one day," Billy added, "Just enjoy tonight. Have a chat with some of the players you've probably watched on television. Trust me, they'd like to talk to you, hear your opinions. A fresh perspective is always appreciated." He glanced past me towards Kim. "Keep an eye on her too, simply because she'd very young, pretty and some idiots will try it on with her."

"I won't be letting go of his hand all night, Billy," Kim assured him.

Once all awards were handed out, the gala continued as the drinking continued. Kim and I circled the room, finding myself chatting away with a few players who, to my surprise, were as interested in me in return, aware of the success I'd had in the Schoolboy Cup, while nearly everyone remembered my injury, asking how I was feeling even after all these months later. Kim never left my side the entire night, and she received plenty of compliments about her dress, hair and make-up. By the end of the night, she couldn't stop smiling.

We could have stayed the night in a hotel in the city but Kim wanted to go home once the function ended. We left early, well before it was likely to finish. Ms Symonds knew I was at the gala so knew we'd arrive at school the next day, already with permission to just do a half-day.

She stayed with me that night, of course, but by the time we got home, undressed and showered, we were absolutely exhausted, so just snuggled in bed. We woke the next morning and made love before getting up, the family already having headed out to work and university. After making ourselves a simple breakfast, we managed to dress ourselves before I drove us to school. A few of my friends were outraged I hadn't won the award, much to my amusement, as it made me feel better. 'Fix!' was pretty much their opinion.

I let everyone know that, as the season was now over, the first people I needed to spend time with was my family. With school, constant training, and games, I felt like I'd barely even seen my family for a few months by now. Kim and Wendy understood immediately, with promises I'd take them on further dates. Lisa was looking forward to the time we were finished for the year at school, as she would be on holiday with us. So would Miss Taylor, who was ever so eager to spend more time with me too.

Finishing at school on Friday, I drove Wendy and Kim home as I'd agreed to do until the end of our exams. After a couple of hours' study upon arriving home, I waited until Mum and my sisters were home, the three gathered in the living room, when I walked in from the kitchen. "Mum, you have an hour or so to shower and changed. I'm taking you out for dinner, maybe a drink or two, then we're coming home to make love. Tomorrow night, I'm taking you out, Kyla. Same thing. Aimee, same for you on Sunday. I'm now completely free except for school and assignments, and once my exams are done, I'll have plenty of free time through to February."