The New Softballers Ch. 05

She looked at Beth, supported by her soon-to-be-lovers.

"Good luck."

"Thank you. I'll look forward to seeing you later." Beth smiled.

The door closed behind the group of three. Camille and Mary stood beside the bed as Beth sat on it. She had never really spoken of her voyeuristic experience watching them, and they didn't know how much she had seen. She found herself fascinated by the passion she saw between the two young women whom she never would have thought of as lovers. She hoped they would include her in the kissing.

For the moment, though, she watched as the young lovers replayed their first sexual encounter in the bus, but with much more confidence. They pressed together closely, their breasts and thighs touching, in their embrace. Each pulled the other's T-shirt out of her shorts in her fierce hugs. There were no hands on bare flesh yet; the cases were of two highly aroused women each seeking to feel the muscles and bones beneath, to caress them as much as possible, to meld as much as they could.

Beth asked permission to pull herself up onto the bed, her legs spread because of the knee brace, her back elevated by pillows and the headboard. Mary sat down on the other side of the bed while Camille stood in front of her. They kept the angle so Beth could see all that went on.

Mary lifted Camille's T-shirt to above her breasts and cuddled her face against the other woman's tummy and rib cage. Her hands went around Camille's back and unsnapped her bra. Camille lifted her hands high and Mary lifted the shirt over Camille's head, taking the bra with it. Camille removed the shirt the rest of the way and stood, her hands on Mary's head.

Mary worshipped the pair of breasts in front of her with her mouth. Mary spread her legs apart and Camille stepped in between them, her knees against the bed. Mary hugged Camille's back and looked over at Beth, her eyes trying to read Beth's expression. Beth looked somewhat astonished, but also needful. Mary signaled to Camille and each of them reached a hand out to hold Beth's hands. They let her go with a promise that soon they would pull her to them.


Mary kissed up to Camille's neck and up it to her ear, pulling Camille close to her. Then she kissed down again. This time she went down Camille's tummy to her waistband. Camille squirmed, as did Beth.

Camille wasn't quite ready to be "done" that way, though. She put her hands on Mary's shoulders and knelt. She helped Mary take off her T-shirt and bra and began kissing her thoroughly, on the lips, the cheeks, the neck and down to the breasts, which she worshiped. She laid her hands on Mary's thighs and stroked them too. Finally, she stood up, her legs somewhat apart.

Mary got the message. She began to stroke Camille's thighs on the outside and then on the inside. She leaned her head in and planted a big kiss on the front of Camille's shorts. At the same time, she began trailing her fingers up inside the shorts leg. Beth could tell that one finger was trailing up and down the pussy. Mary caressed back and forth, looking up at Camille with puppy-dog eyes.

"May I take those off, please?" Mary asked.

"If you let me take yours off too," Camille replied. She gently lifted Mary to her feet and massaged her bottom through the shorts.

Very slowly, Mary slid her hands into Camille's shorts and rolled them off her hips. She stepped back and bent down to pull the shorts the rest of the way down, leaving Camille's panties on for the moment but giving a big kiss to the crotch. Camille raised a foot so Mary could get the shorts off, then lifted Mary up and knelt before her. She worked the shorts and panties down to mid-thigh and dared stick her tongue out and just touched Mary's pubic mound. Mary shivered, then sat on the bed and lifted her legs, allowing Camille to take the shorts and panties off. Beth indicated that she would like to have the shorts and panties. Camille took her other foot out of her shorts and handed all three garments to Beth. Beth folded them neatly and laid them on the night table.

Camille, still kneeling, began to kiss her way up the insides of Mary's thighs to her pussy. Again she stopped short and stuck her tongue out to just touch Mary, this time outside the vaginal lips. She massaged Mary's thighs with her hands, pulling at the skin so the lips had to open and close – not that Mary needed much encouragement for her flower to open. Mary looked over at Beth and asked permission to lean beck, her head on Beth's good leg. Beth laid her hand on Mary's forehead. Mary took the hand and kissed it, and smiled kindly at Beth.

Then Mary's back arched as Camille drove her tongue into Mary's inner core. Camille had learned a lot since those first tentative tries, testing her fingers on herself and finding her pleasure zones. She had tested them with Mary as time went on, and Mary gasped at the sensations. Beth couldn't see everything, but she saw Camille take one hand away and knew she had thrust it into her panties.

This went on for a while. Beth was afraid to move, but eventually Mary's head weighed heavily on Beth's leg and she became uncomfortable. Beth reached over and caressed Mary's cheek.

Mary got the point and sat up. She gently lifted Camille's head and kissed her juice-soaked lips.

"Now it's both our turns," Mary said softly. "Please sixty-nine me. I want to look deep into you and I think Beth does too."

Camille responded with an enthusiastic kiss. Mary turned and lay flat on the bed, her legs wide apart. Camille stood and made a motion to take off her panties, but Mary stopped her.

"No, please," Mary said, "let me look at you a little at a time. I'll take them off you when I'm really ready."

Camille straddled Mary's face on her knees, and "stood" tall as Mary reached around her and caressed her bottom through the panties. They were about a foot down the bed from the propped-up Beth and about a foot away on her left.

"May I touch you, Camille?" Beth said very softly. "Please?"

Mary looked over and so did Camille. Camille spoke.

"You may, but you have to let us touch you and undress you and feel you when we're done. Keep it simple for now. Remember who's waiting for you."

Beth let out a long sigh. Camille lay prone on Mary, showing her bottom and her crotch. Beth put her hands on Camille's back and thighs.

As Camille began licking again at Mary's womanhood, Mary reached up and caressed the cleft in the crotch of the panties. She ran her finger over the cloth a few times, and then gently moved the crotch to one side. Beth inhaled sharply, as for the first time she saw a pussy other than her own from a lover's viewpoint. Mary rubbed up and down with her fingers, this time dipping them between the lips and touching the clit. Her face was set in a determined expression. Then she lunged her head up and glued it to Camille. From down below, Camille moaned and raised her head.

"Please take them all the way off," Camille begged. "Please get Beth to help you."

Mary let her head fall back. She conveyed the request to Beth in three phrases.

Beth reached over and took hold of the side of Camille's waistband closest to her; Mary took the other side. They got the panties down below Camille's hips without trouble, but to go further required her help. Beth caressed Camille's thigh to get her to raise her knee. It worked. She edged her side down another few inches, and Mary followed. But more was required. Mary caressed Camille's thigh and got her to lift her leg high. She got her side of the panties down to Camille's knee, but they were diagonal and badly stretched out.

Beth got an idea. Putting her arms around Camille's waist, she easily lifted the younger woman up a few inches and held her off the bed so Mary could get the panties over the other knee and then all the way off. As Mary tossed the panties Beth's way, Beth gently set Camille down onto Mary's face. Mary mouthed a breathless thank-you before resuming her tonguing. Camille gave audible thanks and a grateful look at Beth, and then bent her head again.

For the first time in her life, Beth witnessed the act of cunnilingus. She had received it, of course, from Joe and from one of her earlier boyfriends. She had even seen it depicted on some sites Joe frequented. But to look at it from the standpoint of doing it later, to someone of her own sex, had never been part of her experiences. She scented Camille's arousal and saw Mary's.

Mary used her fingers to open Camille as much as she could be opened, and her tongue covered everything. She didn't always lick the darkening pink vulva. She switched around some, licking the inner thigh and the perineum. She occasionally feathered the clit with the tip of her tongue. Several times, she moaned and increased her tempo. Beth could just imagine what Camille was doing to Mary.

Beth found that she loved it, and a wave of relief washed over her as she realized she could be one with another woman. She let out a long sigh.

A minute or two later, Mary also let out a long sigh as the orgasm washed over her. Then she redoubled her efforts. Camille began pushing hard against Mary's face, feeling the tongue, letting it explore her womanhood while she gently licked at Mary, barely touching the sensitive parts. Mary had thought there wasn't another orgasm in her, but she thought wrong. Camille cried out as she went over the top, and Mary pushed for dear life as she came again.

The two women hung on to one another as they slowly came back to earth.

Beth was breathing harder than either Mary or Camille, no mean feat. She hadn't touched herself, but she reached out and gripped Mary's hand. Camille climbed off and knelt in the middle of the bed, gripping Beth's other hand.

Beth asked, "May I kiss and taste?"

Both girls kissed her. Finally Camille pulled away. "Are you ready for us to undress you?" she asked. "Are you ready to touch us?"

Beth swallowed, tasting the two women. "Yes," she said. "What do I need to do?"

"Just let us touch you, and be gentle with us. I hope you know our good points."

"I think I do," Beth said tentatively. "I think I can relax enough. Do you want me to tell you what turns me on?"

"If you like," Mary said gently. "But it would be fun for us to find out on our own. We found out with ourselves, why not with you?"

"Okay," Beth replied. She sat up tall in the bed and bent her knees as much as she could. "Please, find out about me."

Camille got off the bed and came around to Beth's side. She and Mary teamed to lift Beth up and into the center of the mattress. They got on each side of her, kneeling. Beth reached out with her hands and brushed against the legs of the young women. She looked up anxiously and asked if that was all right. Both smiled and kissed her.

As buttons were undone, Beth caressed the legs and flanks of her newfound friends. When Camille undid Beth's skirt, the bottom half of a string bikini appeared. Beth blushed and said she had to tie the pants onto herself, because she couldn't pull panty legs over the brace. That led to a discussion about when the brace was removed and how, and to a very nice massage of Beth's thigh above the brace.

Finally, in concert, Camille and Mary each undid one tie of Beth's bottom and gently lifted it away. Then they each took one of Beth's hands and guided them to their own pussies while they looked at Beth's.

Beth knew what they wanted. For the first time in her life, she touched another woman. Her fingers lay gently on the mounds, the tips caressing the lips. She could feel a clitoris between the knuckles of one hand. At the same time, she saw and felt two other hands opening her up.

Neither Camille nor Mary wanted to inspect Beth like a cut of meat. They both turned around and took turns kissing her. Their minds did the rest as their hands felt Beth's pussy. It was wet, they noted, and it opened easily to their probing. They each had slipped one finger inside the long tunnel and massaged the inner walls, while their other fingers found the clit, lips and maidenhairs.

As Beth kissed each of them in turn, her hand increased its probing. She was reactive, kissing as she had been kissed and touching as she had been touched. It wasn't long before Camille and Mary moved away.

"Thank you so much," Beth breathed to them.

"Thank you so much," Camille said back, giving Beth a quick peck on the cheek. "We'll probably go home and watch a movie after this. Have fun with the others." She gathered up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

"I really had a good time," Mary said as she went and got a towel. "I don't know if we'll do this again, but please let us know how the knee gets better. I think rubbing it was as much fun as you touching our pussies, and that really was fun."

"You think you two will stay together?" Beth asked.

"We haven't really talked about it," Camille said as she came back into the bedroom. "So far it's been a lot of fun. We still go out on dates with other people and this is only our ninth time together."

"Being someone's partner is a lot of work, believe me," Beth said.

"We've been talking with Melissa and Ariel about that," Mary replied. "They're trying to figure out what to tell their parents. I told mine after the bus thing, but not who I was with. They didn't talk to me about that for a while, but they still love me and I think they'll be supportive."

"Mine too," Camille said, and quickly kissed Beth, then Mary. The two young ladies were fully dressed now and moved toward the door, hand in hand. Camille called back, "You may have to wait a few minutes. That's part of Melissa and Ariel's plan. They told us they like waiting and feeling the desire growing, and I think they want you to think about getting fucked by a woman and sucking her cock. I'm not into that, but you may be."

"Maybe so," Beth replied. She smiled. "Take care."

"You too," Mary and Camille replied, and they were out the door.

Beth lay on the bed, feeling a bunch of things she hadn't felt in a while. Sooner than she expected, there was a knock at the door. Ariel poked her head in.

"Hi Ariel! How do I look?"

Ariel smiled. "Like a very turned-on young woman. Just so you'll know, I'm going to fuck you face-to-face with the dildo and Melissa wants you to suck her dildo and touch her cunt. We also heard about the leg massage and we'd like to rub a lot more. How is your knee? Can it stand being spread like that?"

"It hurts," Beth replied, "but not more than usual. I'll tell you if it gets too bad. How are the others doing?"

Ariel smiled broadly. "Mary and Camille are in the kitchen eating snacks. Sarah is busy telling Tracy what eating pussy is like and feeling her up." She indicated Beth's clothes. "I'll put those in delicate dry and hang them up for you. I think I'll wash Sarah's and Tracy's stuff. Their pants are getting pretty wet."

"Wow," Beth said. She thought for a minute. "What turns them on about me? Or do I turn anyone on?"

"I know you turn Sarah on," Ariel said. "I think she sees you as an equal partner. You might try to treat her like a real lover and see how it goes. As far as us fucking you, we get a real charge out of turning each other on and we think it'd be a lot of fun to turn you on as well. We thought you might like to try being fucked by a woman and see how similar and how different it is compared to a man. We do lots of other stuff too, but this is the most fun because we can be female-lovers while still getting the big thing up us."

"How big?" Beth asked with some trepidation.

"Really, not that big. We chose one that's about seven inches long and an inch in diameter for your pussy, and a little shorter and fatter one for your mouth. They both look really real and we're hoping you show us some of your cocksucking technique if you have it. We love to learn."

"I hope you have a lot of fun," Beth replied. "May I finger you while you fuck me, please? And Melissa while I'm sucking her, double please? I just touched pussy for the first time and it was a lot of fun."

"Absolutely," Ariel replied. "And we promise to talk to you about our relationship. Mary said you were really interested in how we live together and what we do. It's not all sex all the time; we have a lot more in common. We're planning to tell our folks at Christmas and then, whatever happens, we'll go back to living as a couple. Pretty soon we'll graduate and get jobs and do a lot of Hi Honey, I'm Home. I hope it stays fun. We may ask you what married life was like for you."

"I'll try to tell you, but don't be surprised if I cry sometimes," Beth replied. "I'll always love him and I'll miss him."

Ariel gave Beth a kiss on the cheek. "I hope this is fun too. We don't want you to fall in love with us, we just want you to love us for what we do."

Ariel picked up Beth's clothes and left. Beth lay as she was, fretting a little as she felt the wet spot on the bed. She decided to apologize to her hosts for soaking the sheets. She thought about the woman's touch she had just felt, about how it was different from a man's touch and how she had liked it.

She must have thought for longer than she realized, for all of a sudden the door opened. Melissa came in first, holding a satchel. As Beth started to apologize for the wet spot, Melissa let her get a few words in and then kissed her gently. Ariel came in and sat on Beth's other side.

"Thank you for apologizing," Melissa said, "we really appreciate the politeness. But don't worry about the sheets. We have special padding underneath them that absorbs the moisture, and Lord knows we need it. We spray it with fabric cleaner and hang it up in the back yard and it's as good as new."

"An egg-crate mattress, isn't it?" Beth replied. "I felt a lot of those in the hospital. Those are really nice sometimes."

"We were wondering," Ariel said, "about whether we can fuck you without hurting your knee. Are your legs uncomfortable spread like that? If you need to close them or raise them up or whatever, we'll be glad to help."

"The knee hurts anywhere, any time, any position," Beth said sadly. "I can't guarantee I'll feel too much, but I'd really like to feel you making love to me. Let's try it as is, and if it doesn't work, let's just talk, please?"

"Absolutely," Ariel replied. She kissed Beth on the cheek and put a hand on one of Beth's breasts. Melissa did likewise.

"We know you're probably really turned on," Melissa said, "but we still want to warm you up. We'd like to give you a massage and touch you all over, and we'd like to lube up our cocks with something that tastes good." She opened the satchel and revealed several bottles of massage oil, in multiple flavors.

"I love cherry, and since I sort of am one, I'd like this one, please," Beth said.

Melissa let out a mischievous grin. She took out the two dildos and a towel, opened the lubricating oil and slathered it over the fake cocks, rubbing it into them with a sensual gentleness that had Beth licking her lips. Meanwhile, Ariel moved onto the bed, got behind Beth and massaged her neck and back. She threw in a kiss every once in a while to a sensitive spot.

After coating the dildos, Melissa coated her own hands with more oil and went to work on Beth's legs. Beth sighed, happy and relaxed. The hands moved around closer and closer to her female parts, above and below, as they worked out the soreness. Beth felt the tinges of arousal all over again.

Eventually, the two women got off the bed. They undressed each other slowly, sensually and lovingly as Beth watched, with plenty of kissing and some licking above the waists. Then Ariel took the longer, slimmer sex organ and fastened it around her waist, while Melissa did the same with the shorter, fatter one. They got into position and awaited Beth's request to take them into her body.