After moving to Southern California a few years ago, I quickly discovered I had zero friends in the area. Well, “quickly” is a bit of a lie. I spent the first seven months primarily by myself. The amount of human contact I had was shockingly low. I was one more month away from buying a volleyball and going full Tom Hanks. Since I mostly work from home, befriending my coworkers wasn’t an option. I went to the coffee shop down the street a few times but I mean, how does one start conversations there?
“Hey. You seem lonely just like me! Want to share a muffin and chat?”
So yeah, I was in an odd position, but thankfully I got the idea to join an adult sports league. I was debating between softball, kickball and flag football. And while I had the most experience in softball/baseball, I decided to go with flag football because it was the league that was about to begin, and like I said, I desperately needed to get out of the house. You also don’t need much equipment, which was an added bonus.
I signed up as a free agent and was “drafted” to a team a short time later. A co-ed team. I’ve played in adult sports leagues before and most of the time, the co-ed teams are more entertaining. The all men teams take it too seriously. It’s like they believe one great performance will get them a professional contract. There are no scouts in the stands! Only bored loved ones and that one old dude who just got lost on his way back home.
Admittedly, I was a little nervous the first game. Not nervous to play, but more nervous to meet new people. Everyone was pretty chill though. Most of them were older than me, which was nice because it made me look more athletic. I was faster than most everyone. Sadly, them being older didn’t help with the friend situation. There was one guy who was just a year or two older than me (I was 24 at the time) and we still hang out occasionally. Beyond that? No real connections, except the one time I finger fucked Kim.
Kim was a 37-year-old nurse. She was divorced and looking to stay active. She was chubby? I guess? I hate using that word, because it always makes the person sound bigger than they actually are. She had a pretty average body. Nothing that really stood out, but also nothing that was unattractive. If I had to compare her to a celebrity, eh, maybe an asian [Drew Barrymore](https://imgur.com/a/g54i2hW)? MAYBE? Mostly just the body, perhaps a little bigger.
Kim would always wear athletic leggings and an old, oversized t-shirt to the games. She was super nice and her smile was infectious. I guess thinking back now, that would be her standout feature…her smile.
We’d always talk before, during and after the games. Sometimes other people on the team would suggest going to get drinks after, but she never went. At times, I got the feeling she was flirting with me, or at least testing the waters. She’d talk to me more than anyone else, she’d put her hand on me, she even invited me to a party she was hosting at her house. I couldn’t go, but the invitation was nice.
During one of the final games of the season, Kim strained a muscle in her leg. Nothing serious, but you could tell she was in a bit of pain. After the game was over, Ernie (the “leader” of the team) invited everyone out for drinks. I wasn’t in the mood to hear the rest of the team complain about their significant others, so I didn’t go. Instead, I helped Kim to her car.
“You going to be okay?”
“Oh yeah. I’ll be fine.”
“Well, if you need anything, let me know.”
“I need a massage…” she said without really thinking.
“I can give you one.”
“What?” she smiled, “No. I was joking. That’s okay,” she opened her car door and leaned in to put her water bottle inside the cup holder. She groaned in pain.
“Sounds painful.”
“It is,” she replied as she tried to get comfortable in her seat. She looked at me for what felt like forever and then said, “You know, maybe a massage would help.”
“Yeah?”
After going back and forth on her decision two or three times, she finally said, “Yeah. Fuck it,” and told me to follow her home. As I followed her, I thought to myself, “Why the fuck did I offer a massage? I don’t know shit about massages,” I mean, I’ve given a massage or two to girlfriends in the past, but nothing serious. I’ve never treated an injury before! Normally in a situation like this, I’d go online and look for tips, but there wasn’t any time. No time for YouTube, no time for Google, no time for that random user on Reddit who seems to be an expert in every single activity.
I would have to improvise. Pretend to be a master. Kim only lived a few miles away from the field. Her house was small, a 2 bedroom with a nice little front yard and garden area in the back. She showed me around, offered me something to drink and appeared to be pretty nervous.
“You don’t have to give me a massage,” she said out of nowhere.
“Oh really? I thought this was a hostage situation. You mean I’m free to leave?”
She laughed, “I’m serious! Don’t feel like you have to.”
“I want to,” I assured her.
“Okay,” she paused, “I’m not sure how this is supposed to work. Actually, do you mind if I shower first? I feel gross.”
“That’s fine,” I replied. Inside, I was like, “THAT’S GREAT!” because that meant I could look up some tips. I’m not sure how much knowledge I gained in those 5-10 minutes, but it gave me more confidence.
She came out of the bathroom wearing a robe, “I’m inviting you to my bedroom, but only because that’s the best place for a massage,” she said. I followed her to the bedroom, she told me to turn around as she took off her robe, got on the bed and put a towel over herself. When I turned back around, a sliver of her ass was still showing, so I fixed the towel for her.
“I don’t have any oils or anything, but I have some lotion on the table over there,” she said. I grabbed the bottle of lotion, squeezed a few dollops onto my hand and got to work. She told me the pain was in her hamstring, so I focused most of my attention there. I started out by simply rubbing the area gently to “warm up the muscle” as the experts instructed. From there, I added more pressure with my thumbs and slid my hands up and down her thigh. This got a barely audible moan out of her.
I tried my best to ~listen~ to her body. When I got a positive response from her, I’d repeat the move. She seemed to like it when I moved my thumb in a little circle and put a lot of pressure against her muscle. After focusing most of my attention on her injured leg, I went over to her other leg and repeated the same movements.
“That feels really good,” she said, “Thank you so much for this.”
“It’s my pleasure,” I replied, hoping not to sound too creepy.
Her legs were smooth and her soft moans were turning me on, so I decided to let my hands travel a little higher up her thigh. My fingertips would stop at the very edge of her ass. I then made my way all the way down to her feet. I went back and forth a few times. I was running out of moves.
I noticed that the gap between her legs was getting wider and wider. In the moment, I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not. I moved my hands back up her legs and this time slid them up her inner thigh. They disappeared under the towel. I could feel a bit of heat, but I stopped myself before getting too close. She moaned, louder this time and spread her legs even more. I slid my hands back up her thighs and let my fingertips graze her lips before sliding back down.
I moved to the left side of her, and this time only slid one hand up. I dragged my fingertips down her lips. I hate it when stories exaggerate the amount of wetness, so I hesitate to even include this, but she was as fucking wet as a shoe…that had been dropped in the ocean.
She moaned. I slid two fingers inside her pussy and gently moved them back and forth. I pushed them in deeper and curled both fingers, “Ohhh god,” Kim whispered, or at least I’m assuming it was a whisper. Her face was pressed firmly against the pillow at this point. Her hands clutching the blanket underneath her.
I brought my free hand around and slid it under her, she raised her hips a bit to make it easier. As I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers, I brought my other hand to her clit and started to rub gently. She started to squirm and moan louder. I tried to get a rhythm going with both hands. With all her wiggling, the towel moved a bit exposing some of her ass. It was a bit firmer than I expected. I could feel the wetness increasing around my fingers inside her pussy, she was getting close. I pressed my thumb against her clit, making subtle back and forth movements as she lifted her hips up, daring my fingers to go deeper inside.
“Fuck…FUCK!” she yelled as she came hard. Her body jerked and her hands nearly ripped a hole in the blanket she was grabbing. I took my finger off her clit but continued to slowly finger her as she came down.
She laughed a bit and then turned around on her back, trying her best to keep covered with the towel. She motioned for me to come closer to her face. She reached out her hand and grabbed my cock through my sweatpants. “You know you don’t have to do this,” I joked. She smirked up at me and then pulled down my sweats just enough to reveal my cock.
“You deserve it,” she said before leaning forward and taking my cock into her warm mouth. She twirled her tongue around the shaft. I was on top of her at this point. My knees planted firmly on the bed on each side of her. I put my hands against the wall and pushed myself deeper inside her mouth. She gagged before she was able to take it all in. I lifted my hips up, holding myself up with my hands and began fucking her mouth, thrusting myself forward. My cock looked like a fucking glistening sword as it revealed itself briefly, covered in a thick coating of her saliva. I had no idea Kim could get down like this.
She placed her hands on my ass, squeezed and pushed me in deeper one last time before coming up for air. My cock pulsed inches from her lips as she licked them and then opened her mouth to let my cock back in. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and sucked on the head, twirling her tongue around it. I couldn’t last much longer. When they start using the hand + mouth combo, it’s game over for me.
“Fuck…I’m about to cum,” I moaned. She continued to stroke and suck on the head as I made a fist against the wall and pressed my knuckles into it. The pleasure was that intense. Shot after shot of cum filled her mouth. She didn’t break her motion, continuing to suck me off as a little drop of cum dripped out the corner of her mouth. Kim gave my twitching cock one last lick before licking her own lips.
“You can’t tell anyone on the team about this,” she looked up at me with a serious face.
“What? I wouldn’t even think about it.”
After that day, we hooked up a few more times. It fizzled out after the season ended. I think she got remarried the following year. *shrugs*
If you want to check out my previous stories, click on the links below. Also, [obligatory dick pic](https://imgur.com/a/v5XWEBK).
[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9akrx/mf_last_christmasi_fucked_my_stepsis_and_now_this/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9akrx/mf_last_christmasi_fucked_my_stepsis_and_now_this/)
[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9v8i6/mf_last_christmas_i_fucked_my_stepsis_part_two/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9v8i6/mf_last_christmas_i_fucked_my_stepsis_part_two/)
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