Bayview Girls Gymnastics Team, Part 3 – Nikki's Chapter

by Stam

Dumb me. It has been brought to my attention that, being a guy, I guess I automatically had Nikki doing guy's routines in her audition for the team. Oooops! Towards the end of this chapter I have Nikki watching her audition tape (sorta) with Roberta and I've changed the apparatus to balance beam. My apologies to participants or fans of girl's gymnastics. Hope I'm at least getting the sex right!

O.K., O.K.! Time out ladies! I'm still here, you know! And you know what else? I'm waiting very patiently, or as patiently as I'm able, but, guess what? I'm 10-years-old. I don't have a whole helluva lot of patience.

I'm speaking to you all from here, snuggly in Mom's comfy, king-sized bed, fresh from some action with Mom's new lover - brand spanking new tonight! - who just happens to be my math teacher. Miss Beamer, who us girls call Miss High-Beams because of her gigantic titties, who has been hot for me for a while now, has finally gotten her wish tonight. I've granted her wish and make her fondest dream-cum-true! I've let her suck my pussy – let her? I wanted it and I loved it! Miss Beamer, as well as she does at helping me with my math issues, has done one bang-up pussy-job. She's the first woman, besides my mom, that I've had sex with so I don't have a lot of basis for comparison but she's given me some nice, big, juicy cums and they were every bit as thrilling as the cums mom gives me, so I'm a happy camper.

Leastways, I was. At present, I'm temporarily out of the action. Like I say, my hot bod is itching again and I'm ready to go at it again but Mom and Miss Beamer are too busy with each other!

Mom invited Miss Beamer over to our house for supper after seeing her at the gym when they were both watching my audition for the 'elite' gymnastics squad. I came downstairs to catch them kissing in the living room. After an intimate supper they carried me up here to mom's bedroom and stripped me, buck naked! Miss Beamer, dragged me over to the edge of the bed, kneeled on the carpet - she was still fully clothed - and went down on me like a champ. Like a pussy-eating champ! It was thrilling! She juiced me up pretty good!

After Miss Beamer had cummed me out, momentarily, I crawled to the middle of the bed, lay there panting and watched mom undress Miss Beamer. She made a real production out of it. I had another little cum, diddling my pussy, just watching mom remove Miss Beamer's nylons. Mom unhooked her garters and rolled the stockings down, ever so s-l-o-w-l-y, one at a time, down Miss Beamer's long, shapely legs. I could distinctly see the goose bumps on Miss Beamer's shapely gams as Mom kissed and caressed every inch of creamy leg she uncovered as it became bare. S-o S-e-x-y!

When she had Miss Beamer naked, Mom kissed her then pushed her down on the bed, while she undressed. I took the opportunity to climb on Miss Beamer, play with her titties, snuggle my cunny over her mouth and let the nice lady lick me to another cum or two. Then, when Mom was naked on the bed too, she lay beside Miss Beamer who lovingly reached for her and found Mom, warm and willing, and pulled Mom to her. They kissed and hugged and kissed and then she and Mom went at it! Big time! They're still at it! It's like their mouths are crazy-glued to each others' pussy! The big, damp pussy-juice stain on mom's sheets just keeps getting bigger and bigger and those two just keep slurping away and moaning and leaving me out! I was a little shaky earlier from all the cums Miss High-Beams gave me but I'm all right now. I want more! More cums, please!

But I'm having a little fun too as I wait semi-patiently for more of the real good stuff. I'm kinda kneeled beside the two naked women and, as the two lovers roll around, I'm reaching between them every time they give me an inch and playing with their titties. I'm stroking and kissing their hot bodies all over and I've given each of their asses a thorough going-over with hot kisses and licks. Down one leg, kiss all over the foot, suck all the toes into my hot mouth and then kiss and lick my way back up the other leg, back to where it and the first leg are busy making an ass of themselves!

I luv it when mummy licks my ass-hole and, you know what? These two must like it too because they each squeal when I do it and, I swear it's true, although I don't know how, whoever's ass-hole I give hot licks to, rimming them out good, somehow they go at the other woman's cunt all the harder!

Oh god! What an idea! It takes some stretching but thanks to my gymnastics I'm nice and limber and Mom and Miss Beamer are on their sides now and I can just reach. Bang! There it is! I've got a finger up Mom's ass now and another one from my other hand deep up Miss Beamer's bum and as I do that and wiggle them around, you should just see the cum, more girlie-cum, more sweet, sweet pussy-juice just comes flying out of each of their pussies. Mom's a pretty good cummer but Miss Beamer's got her beat, I think! I've never seen so much cum and it just keeps squirting! From both of them! Their faces are plastered, the sheets have almost soaked up all they can! And still they keep on licking each other, squealing and cumming! What a freakin' turn-on!

I'm buzzed! I'm shaking, I'm so excited! Come on, lovers! I'm ready for more fun!

As anxious as I am though to get back in that wild action, I must tell you that I'm very happy to see what's happening between Mom and Miss Beamer. And I don't just mean the incredible sex and cums I'm watching, first-hand, just inches away. I saw the way those two have been looking at each other all evening - they barely took their eyes from each other all during supper - since the first moment I walked into the living room, downstairs, and found them kissing. Mom's been alone a long time and, after what I've seen tonight, I'd venture to say that – my Mom's got a girlfriend! I'm just a kid, I know, but I'm pretty sure I know love-looks when I see them!

And, can I take another moment here, while I'm waiting to get back in on the action, to defend my mom? She's the greatest! But, a lot of people, if they knew about me and my mom and our affair, would condemn my mom for introducing me to sex. Silly people pick some arbitrary age and say kids can't have sex until then! Some also find something very wrong about a mom and her daughter making some sex together! Like it's some big deal or something.

Bear with me a minute, while I'm on this subject that puzzles and annoys me? Please and Thank-you?

Just for instance, let's talk about Mom's cunt for a moment. I know, I know, some of you all don't like the word cunt. Well, my mummy doesn't mind it so I guess I can call it that if I want. Hell, she just raised her head for a second and told Miss Beamer what a marvelous cunt she had and how she was just loving sucking the hell out of it!

Just to show you I know, technically, clinically, I know it's a vagina! I also know all the other things dorky boys call it. Cunt, of course. Twat and snapper. Pussy, of course, probably my favorite! And boys sometimes talk about a girl's box! Last time I looked, boxes were square or rectangular. I ask you, ever see a square pussy? Boys!

Anyway, let's get back to Moms' for a sec. Why is it folks say it's 'hands off' for me? And lips? First off, is Mom's cunt not the gateway my dad used to supply Mom with the goop she needed to make me? And is Mom's pussy not the doorway I used to come into this world?

And what about Mom's boobs? I sucked on those titties many times a day for a long period after I was born, did I not? And Mom played with my pussy many times a day when I was small, keeping it clean for me, didn't she? (I remember it feeling v-e-r-y good and then, when I was older and could clean my own pussy, I realized it felt good even when I was doing it! So I kept my cunt, very, very clean!) But, I digress! Back to me and Mom. One freakin' day, I reach some magic age and all-of-a-sudden if I suck and play with my mom's titties, like I've doing since I was born, and she rubs my pussy like she's been doing since I was born, or I play with the very pussy that I exited to join this world, people say we are very bad. I know I'm just a kid, but I don't exactly understand this.

And the pleasure associated with sex! There's nothing in this world to top it, is there? Please, someone explain to me why it is wrong for a mom to give her daughter pleasure? The sin would be for a mom to deny her daughter that pleasure, wouldn't it? That's the way this kid sees it anyway.

But, sorry for boring you, I guess really I don't need to understand it all, because Mom and I just said, piss on it and what people think, and we do anything we want with each other. We just don't advertise it. Usually. But I guess Miss Beamer knows now!

Speaking of pleasure, at last! Mom and Miss Beamer are pulling me down between them. I'm not very tall so they don't have to move too much and now I'm there. Mom's familiar pussy is staring me in the face and I'm a little jealous to say this but it's wetter and throbbing and hotter-looking than I've ever seen it. Miss Beamer's done a bang-up job on Mom! Mmmm, it's yummy looking! I want a taste!

So I dive in and go to town with my lips and tongue, sucking and kissing and licking. I find Mom's clit, right away, unsheathed and ready, right there where it always is, hot, red, throbbing and wet and give it the works, nips and kisses and licks and sucks, hoping I can give mummy cums as good as Miss Beamer.

It's tough to concentrate though, because as I go at Mom's pussy, Miss Beamer is back at mine. And Mom is still sucking away at Miss Beamer's hot cunt! Maybe I'm just a kid but even I know this is a daisy-chain. Three hot women, mouth-to-cunt, mouth-to-pussy, mouth-to-twat, however you want to say it! Three hot women – well, two women and a kid - are banging each other to cum after cum after cum!

The bed's really shaking around now with the three of us bee-bopping on it. Mom sprays me down, take that Miss Beamer, I can make mum cum big time too! Then Miss Beamer lets loose on Mom! And me? I'm only little so I can't squirt cum like those 2 but I've sure juiced out record amounts of hot cream tonight! A good portion of the pussy-juice stain on Mom's sheets is mine! That amount which neither Mom or Miss Beamer have been able to lick on up!

Then, it's switcheroo time! I can't remember whose idea it is exactly but, for sure, no one is arguing! Least of all me! Mom and Miss Beamer turn me around and now my cunt is in Mom's face and staring at me, throbbing, is just an incredible looking pussy belonging to my math teacher, my mom's new lover, my new lover, Miss Beamer!

She has a nice forest of dark black pussy-fur and I'm sure it is usually all silky and shiny but, right now, her cunt-hair is all wet and matted down. Ummm! I'm anxious for this new pussy, panting for it, greedy for it! And super-determined to show Miss Beamer what this 10-year-old can do with a hot woman's cunt! How, no matter how hot she is, I can make her hotter! Well, with mom I can. I dive in!

Oh, Wow! Sorry, Mom, I love you to pieces, but Miss Beamer's cunt and cum, the first I've tasted outside of mine and yours, is just super! Thick and creamy and sweet! I suck hard and swab my tongue all around to get all I can! I gobble hot woman-cum! I lick for more! Miss Beamer might be just the second pussy I've tasted but she sure as heck is not going to be the last! Icky boys, you can take your icky pricks! I'm a cunt-girl! And proud of it!

I tell her how much I luv her cum! "Miss Beamer, you're a real juice-ball, aren't you? You got sweet, sweet cum, Miss Beamer!"

I lick her clit and she squirts me out a little more!

"Nikki, honey," she gurgles; it's hard to understand the words betweens pants and moans.

"What, Miss Beamer?" I ask. "Don't you like how I lick your cunt?"

"Oh, Nikki, dear, of course, I do! I just love the way you love my pussy! I'm just thinking, while you're kissing me on the cunt, it sounds kinda silly for you to keep calling me Miss Beamer! 'Til we're back in class, Monday, I think you may call me Julie! O.K., sweetie?"

"Sure thing, Miss, er, I mean, Julie!" I say, licking my lips. Miss Beamer, Miss High-Beams, Julie, Miss Titty-Titty-Bang-Bang, for that matter, what do I care? She's not my math teacher now. She's just a hot, hot woman with a very juicy pussy and she's wanting me to suck it! I don't think I need to call her anything right now. My mouth is going to be busy doing other things!

With her hands in my hair, Julie guides this well-trained, pleasure-giving mouth of mine back exactly where she wants it! Co-incidentally, it's exactly where I want it too!

Sorry, folks, I can't exactly tell you how much sex went on in Mom's bed from this point forward. If you're interested, ask Mom. I can tell you this much. Mom and Julie kept switching me around. For awhile I'd be licking Mom's pussy while Julie was going down hard at mine. Then, next thing I knew, I was back going to town on Julie's cunt, while Mom licked me!

And, at some point, either I fall asleep or pass out from sheer pleasure. I do remember the last thought I thought in my mind was, 'Thank goodness, tomorrow's Saturday . . .'

When I open my eyes again, Mom and Julie are peacefully sound asleep and they have me snuggled in-between them. It's morning, leastways, even through Mom's thick blinds, I can tell the sun is up.

I'm lying in a big, cool pussy juice stain and I lay quietly for a few minutes thinking. Today, I have to go see Roberta Plastino, our team's benefactor, supporter and I suppose you can say, team owner, about my audition for the big team. Since my performance in the gym I have put it out of my mind. (Last night sure helped!) I did my best; there's nothing more I can do – that I knew of then! It's in the hands of the goddesses of little girl gymnasts. Or so I think . . .

Presently, Mom's eyes open, then Julie's. I'm mucho jealous now. Before either of them say 'good morning' to me they say, 'good morning, love' to each other and they lip-lock in a beautiful, tender kiss!

But soon I'm getting kisses from both of them! Now, that's more like it!

I'm wondering if this early morning love-fest is going to turn into more but, with one last kiss for me, Mom eases herself out of bed.

She's very striking, standing there naked. Excuse me, folks, have I described Mummy to y'all yet?

My mom's smallish, 5 ft. 3, maybe, and about 105 pounds with lovely, silky blonde hair, down to her shoulders. As she stands there beside the bed, naked, it's easy to see Mom has lovely breasts; I always thought, the loveliest, until I walked that first day into Miss Beamer's math class! Still, Mom's got a great-looking, pear-shaped set, soft and creamy, not huge, 32 C last time we went bra-shopping. Topped out by a pair of beautiful brown nipples spotted slightly on the upersides of Mom's curvy pair. When any woman was stripping Mom down for action, if she was only slightly taller than Mom, I knew those suckable titty-toppers would angle right at the woman's eyes!

Mom has a nice, flat tummy, no excess fat, of course, with a cute 'inny' belly-button (she loves me to tickle in it with my tongue!) and a sensuous pair of legs that join up to give her a super bum. And, maybe I've already told you about her crowing glory, that glorious place at the front of her, where those legs meet. My place! That looks like I'll be sub-letting to Julie Beamer from now on!

As I've already noted, Daddy pumped guck into Mom there to make me; I oozed out of there into the world to be me! And, now that I'm older, I spend a lot of time back there, making love to that place, to thank Mom for being Mom and thank her for having me! She's my Mom and, in case you can't tell, I'll tell you. I just love her!

"Nikki, darling," Mom says now, interrupting Julie and I having a kiss. "Why don't you go to your bathroom and have yourself a shower? You are due over at Roberta's today, aren't you? Julie and I are going to have a bath and we'll join you soon in the kitchen. We need to have a little talk before I drive you over to Miss Money-Bag's place!"

So, never one to argue with Mom, (at least not too often or too long!) I head off for my shower. I wash myself all over, noticing that my pussy and clit are still tingling a little. My little friend feels really super this morning when I hold a warm, soft wash-cloth tight against my pussy. It's really tender, I guess from all the kisses and licks and sucks and loving it received last night.

Usually I diddle myself to a cum in the shower but with all the many cums I had last night I really don't feel the need this morning.

When I'm all clean and dry, I throw on a T-shirt just long enough to cover me to below my pussy and head down to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Filter, three scoops in the filter, a little salt, fill the reservoir with water and push the button. And wait.

While I'm waiting, I get out a tray and put on it 3 mugs and a sugar bowl, spoons and a pitcher of milk and a pitcher of cream. Of course, I know how Mom takes her coffee but I have no idea what Julie might prefer. When the coffee is brewed and the pot is full I put it on the tray too and, beings as those two love-birds haven't made it downstairs yet, (I knew they wouldn't, hence, the tray!) I head back upstairs.

No one in Mom's bedroom but I hear laughing and giggling from her bathroom. The door is closed, so I knock, although, after last night, what they might be doing that they wouldn't want me to see, is way beyond me!

"Enter, slave!" I hear Mom's voice as she calls out and I hear Julie giggle.

It's warm in Mom's bathroom. Her sunken tub is full of warm water and from the smell and all the sudsy bubbles I see, Mom has been generous with the bubble-bath I bought her for her birthday last month.

The tub is also full of Mom and Julie!

Mom is lying back against the tub and Julie is in her arms, leaned back against Mom. Mom is brushing Julie's glossy black hair. Then, Mom puts down the brush and picks up a sponge. Julie leans forward and Mom does a lovely job of washing all over Julie's smooth, sleek, alabaster back, leaning forward a time or two to whisper sweet nothings in Julie's ear. And give it kisses!

"I brought coffee," I say, unnecessarily. Mine's fixed already, I fix Mom's and ask Julie, "How do you take your coffee, Julie?"

"One spoon of sugar," she says, "and I see you brought milk and cream so I'll take just a few drops of cream, please, dear, just enough to whiten it up a little. Thanks, doll."

I fix it for her, hand the mug to her, she sips and leans back into Mom's embrace. I can see Julie's glorious titties, kinda half floating in the water, big, white whales in a sea of suds! Their wonderful pink nipples are poking out and Mom's boobs must feel glorious on Julie's back.

Mom sips her coffee, puts it down on the side of the tub, picks up her sponge, douses it in the warm, sudsy water and, arms around Julie, begins to wash Julie's titties! One at a time, lifting each one out of the water and soaping each all over. When Mom holds one of Julie's boobs high, up out of the water and it's dripping with suds and water, ladies, that's a sight you would have to see to believe! Holy Makarel! Is it warm in this bathroom, or what?!

Every so often, Julie slides way down in the tub, so even her big boobs are under water and only her head is visible. In this position, she can lean her head back against Mom's titties and Mom can lean forward and they can have white-hot kisses.

It takes them each two cups of coffee for Mom to wash Julie all over. If they cut out the kisses, Mom could have probably managed it on one cup. Then Mom pulls the plug and, as the water and suds go down the drain, she turns on the shower.

I'm still sitting on the can, sipping my coffee and I watch Julie and Mom stand under the spraying water and Julie soaps Mom all over. Then they embrace under the water and kiss until the water washes all the soap off Mom. Why is my pussy tingling?

As they step from the tub, I dry Mom and Julie off with warm, fluffy towels and then we all go into Mom's bedroom. Mom throws Julie a T-shirt and puts one on herself and we go like that downstairs. Three hot women, clad only in sloppy T-shirts, cunts barely covered, legs bare. I remember to bring down the tray with the coffee fixings. Julie and I sit at the kitchen table and Mom starts whipping up breakfast.

"Knickerbocker," Mom says, "what do you hear around school about Miss Plastino? Surely the other girls or the coaches have things to say about her. How much do you know about her?"

"Not much, Mom." I reply. "She's rich, though, I know that! I hear she's grouchy, especially with anything to do with the team and super-especially if anyone tries to interfere with how she wants things. But, I hear she lets the coaches handle the girls, once she's approved a girl, of course. No one gets on the team that Miss Plastino doesn't O.K. I know that for sure. Everyone does! Oh, Mom, do you think she'll O.K. me?"

Mom pauses in her cooking to give me a hug, and Julie adds hers. Julie kisses my cheek. "If she doesn't take you on her team, she just doesn't really know what she's doing, not at all!"

Mom puts a plate each in front of Julie and I and brings one over for herself. She sits.

Julie and I dig in to Mom's great cooking but Mom still has questions for me.

"Nikki, what do you know about Roberta's, ahem, sex life? Anything? What do the girls say? What's the gossip?"

I wonder what all these questions are about. Roberta watched my try-out. I know that. Not in person, but on closed circuit T.V. and then again on tape. She's conferred with the coaches. By now, she's made up her mind. I'm either on the team or I'm not. It's just that simple. Isn't it?

"Well, mom, everyone knows Roberta's a lesbian, of course. Nothing wrong with that, for sure. You're a lesbian and Julie. And I sure am!" I say it proudly.

Mom grins and leans over for a kiss. "Yeah, you're a real little lezzie girl!" she giggles. "A sexy lezzie, for sure. You do realize you're only 10, right? Someday and someday soon, you might decide you like boys, Knicker." She reaches over and pats my cheek.

"Fat chance, mom! Not me! I'm a lesbian like you, and that's that!" How can mom even think I might give her - and women like Julie - up for dorky boys?

Mom and Julie are laughing. Julie takes over the questions.

"But what do you hear about Roberta and young girls, honey? The girls on the team, for instance?"

"Well," I say. "Gossip is, that Roberta does have a thing for young girls and that she has slept with some girls on the team. Maybe all of them. In fact, right now, she's supposedly having a torrid affair with Majorie Taggert, you know, Mom, Miss Snotty Bitch! The Major! The one who calls me Icky Nikki?"

"She's also the star of the team," Mom says, "Nikki, if you make the team today, you are going to have to try to get along with Majorie! Tough as it might be!"

"Don't tell me, Mom," I say, shaking my head, "Tell her! I haven't done anything to her. She just took a dislike to me one day, for no reason."

"You sure, baby? People don't usually dislike someone else just for no reason. Although, if there is a person who might behave like that in this world, that just might do that, it's probably a teen-age girl!"

Julie pipes up to defend me. "Janice, that Taggert girl really is a kinda bitch! She's the typical teen-age queen-bee girl, who thinks her shit don't stink. She's always ordering the other girls around and she has her posse of hanger-on girls who follow her around and put up with her because they think just being with her makes them cool. I've heard the rumors too that she's hitting the sack with Roberta Plastino and I guess she figures that being 'in' with Roberta like that makes her position very secure. The trouble is, she's probably right. The girl is damn good!"

"Well, my Knicker here is better!" Mom says and Julie smiles and says, "I hope so, darling! I really do!"

Mom seems like she wants to question me some more but as she stands to take dishes to the sink, Julie stands too and hugs her and they kiss. Dishes are forgotten and, once again, I see something happening between them!

They're kissing really hot now. I sneak out of the kitchen to leave them to themselves and I'm not sure they even notice me leave.

From the living room I hear them leave the kitchen and go up the stairs. I smile. I'm not disappointed at being left out this time, on the contrary, I'm happy for Mom to have found a woman nearer her own age. And a woman as nice and sexy and beautiful as Julie! A woman I can fuck too! Bonus! I'll just let them be to have some time alone together to really get to know one another. Aren't I a good daughter?

So I do the dishes for them then go up to my room. I must admit to being nervous again though and as the time passes slowly while I fiddle in my room trying on outfit after outfit, waiting for the appointed hour to go over to Roberta's. I'm getting really anxious and excited. Much later, I hear the shower running again in Mom's bathroom, then quiet and then I hear her and Julie go back downstairs.

Back in my T-shirt, I traipse down after them. I find them sitting close together on the couch each with a glass of wine. They're fully dressed now. Julie's back in her sexy red dress, smoky, flower-patterned nylons and red shoes from last night. Silly. She's got nothing else to wear here, has she? And being bigger and taller than Mom, nothing of hers will fit Julie, will it? Doesn't matter. Julie, like last night, looks sexy and just incredible. She's an incredible edible!

It looks like they've done each other's make-up, as Mom's is a little different than she usually does it up. I notice Mom's dolled herself up also in a skimpy, sexy black dress. Oooooh, what a gorgeous, sexy-looking pair they make. Wherever they might go together, while I'm at Roberta's, all lesbians in the neighborhood will lust after them! But, I think, they'll be wasting their time. I think Mom and Julie only have eyes for each other! And maybe, me!

"Gee, Knickerbocker," Mom says, seeing me come into the room. "Thanks for cleaning up the kitchen but aren't you dressed yet? We'll have to be going soon. Unless you want us to stay, Julie and I thought we'd just drop you at Roberta's and go out for a drink. We'll stay with you 'til you're comfortable, of course and you can phone me on my cell when you want us to pick you up."

"That's fine, Mom," I say. "But, golly, I don't know what to wear!" My eyes are a little moist and my lip trembles.

"Come here, honey," Mom says, sensing, I guess, I am ready to cry. I sit between her and Julie and Mom puts her arm around me. "Why don't you snuggle yourself into your party dress you were wearing last night? She looked incredible in that, didn't she, Julie?"

"You looked just glorious last night, Nikki," Julie gushes. "Pretty and so sexy! I loved you in that dress! You took my breath away! Unless she's fossilized, which I'm sure she's not, Roberta Plastino will too! You'll have her eyes bugging out of her head!"

"But I'm not going over there for a party!" I cry out.

"How do you know, Knicker?" Mom asks. Out of the corner of my eye I see Mom throw a funny glance at Julie but I don't know what it means. Julie nods, slightly. Mom continues, "If Roberta tells you that you've been selected she might turn it into a party. And we'll certainly have a party later! Tell you what. Get into that dress and cheer up. You should be excited. Julie and I won't leave you there unless you tell us to. You're not scared are you, Knicker? No matter what happens there is nothing to be scared about!"

I suck in my breath. "I know, Mom. I'll be O.K. I'm just on pins and needles that's all."

Mom takes my hand. "Knickerbocker," she says, "I'm sorry for leaving you alone all afternoon. We really should have talked about this more. I'm gonna tell you something now and I hope you won't be angry that I didn't tell you this before but I really thought you might have heard it as scuttlebutt at school."

"What's that, Mom?"

"Julie's heard this too, haven't you, dear?"

"Listen to your mom, Nikki," Julie says. "What she's got to tell you is true. And it's not bad, really. I don't suppose."

Mom smiles. "Well, Knickerbocker, I hope you're gonna be O.K. with this. Roberta Plastino is a horny old broad and, like you've heard, has a thing for young girls, young, pretty girls, just like you! No girl gets on the team without a certain amount of talent, no matter what, but even if you weren't quite good enough during your try-out you still might get on the team if Roberta likes you well enough. Like, really enough. Do you know what I mean, Knickerbocker? Are you understanding me?"

My brow furrows for a moment, then, I smile. "You mean if I go to bed with her, don't you, Mom? If I fuck her?"

Mom hugs me. "Yes, Nikki, that's right. The fact that you are invited to Roberta's house at all tells me she liked your audition well enough for you to move on to your second audition. In Roberta's bed. If you please the old woman, as I know you can, you'll be on the team. What I need to know, as your Mom, is, A.) are you O.K. having sex with Roberta? I know she's a lot older and Julie here is the first woman besides me you've have sex with. Are you comfortable going to bed, alone, with Roberta Plastino? And B.) I know how much making the team means to you but I need to know, as your Mom, are you O.K. with making the team this way? I gotta tell you, hon, I'm O.K. with it. I don't care if you're on the team or not, although it is a great opportunity, but I'm definitely not O.K. with it, if it is not O.K. with you. I'll phone Roberta, right now, and tell her to forget it!"

"Gee, mom," I say, "I'm kinda confused. I'm not scared to go to bed with Roberta. I'm probably gonna fuck lots of women in the next few years, aren't I, Mom? Why not Roberta? But, is it wrong, Mom? Isn't using sex like that wrong?"

"You're asking a very adult question, Knicker. A very complex question. Roberta would never take you on the team for sex alone. In that regard, this is not really using sex to cheat your way ahead of some other girl, maybe a more talented girl, who might have the talent but chooses not to sleep with Roberta. We women have always had to use whatever we had to get along in this man's world. And this is all between us women. At least it's not a man trying to take advantage of you and your youth. Basically giving that old woman some pleasure would be just like thanking her for being on the team, wouldn't it? You could think of it just like that, Knicker. But I'm not trying to talk you into anything. It is your decision. Why don't you go get into your dress and think about it. When you come back down, if you want to forget about it, well, it'll be forgotten. And we'll all go out and have a nice supper. Go, scoot, now."

When I come back downstairs, I'm in my party dress and my sexy, strappy high heels and I've made my decision. I announce to the ladies, "Ladies! Take me to Roberta's!"

Twenty-minutes later Julie is pulling her Datsun, after a trip up a long, curving driveway, in front of Roberta Plastino's front door. We all get out, march up to the door and Mom pushes an intercom button.

A few seconds pass. Then a voice. "Who is it? Is this the Redman girl?"

Mom gives me a little pull toward the intercom mike.

"It's me, Miss Plastino." I say. "Nicole Redman. I don't think I'm early, I think I'm right on the time you set. May we come in, Miss Plastino?"

"Certainly, dear," the voice says. "Whose we? Never mind. I'll be right there."

It's only a minute, I'm sure, but somehow, it seems longer. Then the door opens slowly and there she stands.

Roberta Plastino is certainly older. Her hair is a startling white, not grey, perhaps she dyes it. It's easy to see that once she had great beauty, like Julie does now, but that was many years ago. But, for her age, Roberta is remarkably unwrinkled and the skin of her face is, in fact, quite creamy-looking. And her body! For an older broad she certainly sure has kept her shape!

She's dressed only in a silken looking house-coat of some kind. It's tied with a sash, but not very tightly. It's gaping open and we can see a lot of her boobs, sagging some, it's true but, nevertheless plump and lovely. Pretty pink nipples poking out of large, round aureoles. They sure look suckable to this kid!

Perhaps you're wondering about me now, maybe I'm even wondering a little about myself, but I can see that jumping in the sack with Miss Plastino, even if she is 68-years-old, isn't gonna be that big of a chore. It looks like it could even be fun! What exactly does that say about me? And, if, heating up the sheets with this old dame gets me on the team, so be it! And what exactly does that say about me?

I step forward. "Hi, Ma'am, I'm Nicole Redman!" Unnecessarily, as I'm the only 10-year-old present.

Roberta holds out her hand and I take it. "Welcome, dear," she says, then glances at Mom and Julie.

Mom steps forward. "I'm Nicole's Mom," she says, "Janice Redman, and this is . . . "

Roberta steps forward and takes Mom's hand but looks toward Julie. "Julie Beamer, ummm . . . math teacher, right?"

I watch Roberta. Her eyes gleam as she turns her head back to Mom and surveys Mom up and down, making no effort to conceal her excitement and obvious interest. Then she turns back to Julie and gives her the once over, slowly, head to toe and back, a little slower, maybe, it's hard to tell, but definitely lingering a little around Julie's chest mark. And who could blame her? As Mom noticed last night, Julie's sexy red dress reveals a lot of spectacular, creamy cleavage!

I smile and manage to stifle an outright chuckle. I figure if Roberta Plastino was a man we'd be seeing lots of action under those pretty, flowered panties she is wearing! Without being obvious, I hoped, I watched closely and was that an actual throb I could see? Oooh, there it is! A drop of dampness appears!

Then she turns her attention full on little ole me! Her eyes are gleaming and it is clear that she likes what she sees! "Come on in, come in, bring my new little star!" Roberta says and we follow her into the foyer of her big house. As she first turns to lead us in I notice, and I'm sure Mom and Julie do too, that Roberta has a wonderful, fat, sculpted ass! Looks like those smooth-looking globes would make nice handfuls for a woman going down on Roberta! Or a kid! Could be I'd be finding out soon!

We arrive at the living room and Roberta sits on the sofa and pats the cushion next to her. "Sit here, next to me, Nikki. Ladies, pick a spot."

I'm feeling good now and I sit next to Roberta who watches Mom's face closely as she puts her hand on my bare leg.

"That's a lovely dress, dear!" she says. "And don't you look all grown up wearing it!" She chuckles. "You aren't too old to be on my team, now are you?"

I'm smiling and confident now as I can tell Roberta Plastino is hot for me and I look directly at Roberta and hold her gaze, laugh and say, "I just turned 10, Ma'am. Thank you, Ma'am."

"Call me Roberta, honey. We must be friends!" she says. "Nikki, I watched your performance yesterday and I must say I'm impressed. You certainly have gymnastic talent and aptitude." She turns to Mom. "I don't want to seem out of place here," she says. "I think Nicole is going to fit onto our team fine. But I really like to get to know my girls and I find the process of getting to know them much easier if it takes place one on one. I hope you don't think I'm asking you leave. If you like, I'll take Nicole away with me to some other part of the house. (She didn't add the words, to fuck her, but she might as well have!) I'll have my staff serve you some wine and some supper if you like, but I do want to spend some alone time with Nikki."

Her eyes never leave Mom's and her hand never leaves my thigh. She makes sure Mom notices that her hand is not only on me but that she's kneading and massaging my flesh. She has it warm and tingling.

Mom smiles. "Nikki's a big girl," she tells Roberta. "I trust her and let her make most of her own decisions. Julie and I just brought her over and we had planned to leave Nikki to visit with you and go out for supper. At 'Angela's. Nikki will phone me on my cell when she's ready to leave."

I notice Mom deliberately mentioned that she and Julie were headed for 'Angela's, a notorious lesbian supper club and bar. It seems subtle messages are being passed all around here in Roberta's living room.

I turn to Roberta and she's smiling. "Well, then," she says standing, pulling me to my feet and putting her arm around my shoulders. 'It's been very nice meeting you and I'd love to see you again. And Julie," she adds, staring directly at her cleavage, "I hope you can spare me an afternoon sometime. I'd really like to talk to you about some of the girl's math marks. Some of them are in danger of not being eligible for the team!"

Julie leans down, gives me a kiss on the cheek and says to Roberta, "Anytime, Roberta. Just give me a call. But don't think that I can give your girls any special treatment. I'll give them all the extra help and tutoring they require, if they ask me for it, but I won't artificially inflate any marks, no matter whose asking! Even you!"

"Just the answer I wanted to hear," Roberta says. "You'll be hearing from me for sure. Well, good-night ladies. Nicole will be calling you when she's ready." She gives Mom a very direct look. "I'm hoping that won't be for a while!"

Mom looks directly back. "Nikki's the boss, Roberta. Just don't forget that, please!"

Julie and Mom make sure to hold hands as they leave. I glance and see Roberta has a huge smile on her face watching them go and then she turns to me. "Well, dear," she says. "How 'bout let's you and I go to my bedroom. That's where everything is set up and we can watch the video-tape of your performance. What'd'ya say, honey? You're not nervous, are you, dear?"

I give her hand a squeeze. "Naw. What do I have to be nervous about? I say, let's go, Roberta!" Roberta hasn't come right out and said the exact words yet but I'm pretty sure I'm on the team! The fuck ahead is just a formality, isn't it . . . ?

Her arm around my shoulder tightens in a squeeze and we go down the hall to Roberta Plastino's bedroom. Her hand, resting on my shoulder, slides down my back now to cuddle my bum.

Once inside, I quickly notice there is no place to sit in the room except the bed. I guess 'sitting' is not a priority in Roberta's bedroom! As Roberta takes her hand from my ass to open and close the door, I boldly walk to the bed and sit on it and wait for her. Roberta smiles when she turns after closing the door and sees that I have taken that initiative. Some women might like a kid like me to be innocent, perhaps a little reluctant. I judge Roberta to be the opposite. To be thrilled by a kid, like me, who is wise to her, wise to the world and ready to meet her in bed as an equal. My brain is whirling, maybe even take charge?!?

Roberta comes and sits beside me. First, she picks up a remote, clicks it, and there I am on the big screen in living HD color! Then, she takes my chin in her hands and tilts my head up. "Nikki," she says, "I really meant it when I said I thought you were 'elite' squad material. I really liked your routines and your performance. I mean that. But membership on the squad depends not only on your gymnastics talent. Do you understand that, Nikki? Are you following me?"

I smile, reach up and watch the old ladies face break into a beautiful smile as I stroke her hair and pull her head closer to mine. "I'm a big girl, Roberta and I sure know exactly what you mean. I've already discussed this over with my Mom and Miss Beamer. By the way, my math marks are great! You won't be needing to discuss them with Julie! I know what you want and I do want on the team. Why don't we just dispense with the b.s. and let's get on with the fun?"

Roberta's smile broadens, her arms go around me, pulls me tight to her and we have our first kiss!

Roberta might be 68-years-old but kissing her is really no different than kissing Mom or Julie. Her lips are warm, her tongue is lively. I kiss her fiercely, wanting the old lady to like it and me, and because I'm having fun! As we kiss, Roberta's hands start to wander all over me and boldly I open her house-coat or negligee or whatever it is, reach in, and give her titties a cuddle. I can feel her nipples start to harden and poke out more and I rub them with my thumbs and pinch them. A low moan escapes the old lady's mouth into my lips when I do that!

Roberta and I are still kissing. But if I squint my eyes open slightly I can see her T.V. over her shoulder and I can see myself on the balance beam, holding myself upright but upside down, feet high in the air. I hoped my sexual gymnastics will be as good. Good enough to keep Roberta Plastino happy and me on the team. If, indeed, I am on it! Mom, did say that my sexual performance would have something to do with it, didn't she?

I squeeze Roberta's titties harder. They are very soft but cuddly. I shove them up, give them each a love-nip on their tip, let them go and they drop with a plop!

"Darling girl," Roberta moans, "Your hands feel incredible on my titties. You really know how to feel up an old lady, don't you? But why don't you stand up for me now and let me have another look at you, all sexy and grown up in that pretty dress?"

I smack Roberta's lips with mine one more time, release her titties and stand up. I pose for her, smiling, bent slightly to one side, one hand on one hip my head cocked to one side. I twirl around letting her see how the tight skirt of my dress molds my bum. I hear her draw in her breath. When my back is to her, I chuckle.

I don't need to be told what the old lady wants next!

Facing Roberta again, I smile and reach behind me, finding the zipper to my dress. I can just do it and I ease it down.

Roberta sucks in her breath again as she hears the silken whisper of the zipper but says nothing. I feel a little silly but I dance a little or rather give a sexy stripper shimmy and I ease my dress off one shoulder, then hold it there.

Roberta's eyes are wide and I notice her hands are inside her negligee, stroking her own thighs and nearing her pussy. Seeing that, my feeling of silliness disappears and, tossing my long, blonde hair, I ease the dress from my other shoulder and s-l-o-w-l-y lower it to my waist, turning slightly to hide my nipples from Roberta. But she can see my smooth back.

When I think the time is just right, I turn back and let Roberta gawk at my chest, no titties yet, but with lovely, pink nipples which I've pinched, while my back was to her, so they are flushed and rock-hard!

"Oh, baby!" she breaths. "What beauties! Come and let me have a suck of those!"

"No, no, Roberta!" I say, "not yet, lover, not just yet!"

I'm still holding my dress around my waist. I actually practiced this at home once, when I went back upstairs to get into this dress, once it had been made clear to me that concerning my visit to Roberta's, sex was definitely on the agenda.

I twirl again, listening to Roberta's deep, sucking breaths of anticipation and I watch myself on T.V. on the strutting on the beam. I strut for Roberta . I time this for my dismount on T.V. As I spin in the air on the T.V., coming down for my landing, I jump and twist in the air in Roberta's bedroom. I do another twirl, while in the air I release my dress. It drops and when I finish my twirl I'm standing on Roberta's carpet just inches from her and I'm buck naked! I haven't worn any underwear at all!

"Oh, baby, baby, baby!" Roberta cries. Her hands reach out and find me. I let her find me and I don't pull away. I go eagerly and willingly as she pulls me to her, one hand going immediately to cuddle my cunny and I feel one finger slip inside me. My knees buckle a little and a thrilling twinge goes through me. I bathe Roberta's finger in some creamy, hot sauce!

I grab Roberta's head and our lips meet. Roberta falls back, onto her bed, pulling me with her and I end up on top of her. I'm still wearing my sexy shoes, but, who cares! Keeping my lips plastered to hers, tonguing her lips and mouth and tongue, one of my hands goes for her tits and the other slithers down inside those flowered panties and cups her mound. She's sopping wet! I smile. I've done a bang-up job! She's got one finger inside me; I stick one of mine into her!

We stay like that for a while, kissing and working each other's cunts until we both achieve a cum!

I feel Roberta bucking under me; she's a hard cummer; she almost bucks me off! I don't know what she expects from me; I don't care. My confidence is at an all-time high and I'm really into fucking this old lady! I rip open her negligee, fill my hands with her tits, shove those hefty beauties higher! I tear my lips from hers, kiss down to meet her tits coming up and fasten onto her nifty nipple, sucking it deep into my mouth.

Her hand is still busy at my cunt, thrills are running through me and I'm drowning her hand in fresh, hot cream. Her other hand has somehow worked its way between our bodies and is pinching one of my tingling nipples!

Her hand has to leave my cunt now because she can't reach as I force my body lower, kissing down from her tits, across her soft belly and down towards that delicious, familiar girl aroma coming from her cunt. When I'm almost there, I do the sexual pirouette I've done with Mom many times. I throw myself in the air, do a twist and land my cunny on Roberta's face! At the exact same second, I plaster my mouth onto her pussy!

Wozers! Her mouth on my pussy and mine on hers feels incredible! My third cunt! I make the most of it. I grind my pussy down hard on her mouth and force my mouth as hard as I can down onto her wet bush! I part her pussy hair with my tongue and nip at her labia. I find her big, throbbing clit and give it a suck! My hands work their way under her and grab that ass and, just as I was envisioning earlier, those cuddly ass-cheeks make a wonderful tool for pulling her tighter to me.

It's hard staying with Roberta now; her bucking and writhing is getting too powerful. I pull one hand from under her and taking one more long slurp of her cunt I back off and go at it with my hand. With very little effort I can slide my whole hand easily into Roberta, up to the wrist and I start to pump my hand in and out of Roberta, hard and fast, just the way my friend Heather and I saw a guy do with his prick to some chick when we watched a porno movie of her dad's!

I gush a gob of cream onto Roberta's face as she squeals and bucks and juice is running out of her in buckets! While my one hand fucks her cunt, my other is busy at her bum. Can I get both hands in her? I work and, almost! Fuck! Before my growth spurt last summer when almost all of me got a little bigger, I probably could have done it. As it is, I've got everything but my thumb in Roberta's bum now and I synchronize my hands, one going in, one going out and I fuck the woman, mercilessly this way until, with a loud F-U-C-K! cry, she cums again!

I cumming too, nearly constantly now, one sugar-packed thrill just jolting me up to an even better more-syrupy thrill. I'm hope I'm not hurting Roberta as my ass is bucking, slapping my pussy on her face and I can feel rivers of cum running out of me! We cum and we cum and we cum!

Roberta has me now, snuggled in her arms and is tenderly kissing me. We're licking our own cum from each other's mouth.

"Oh, my darling girl!" Roberta gushes. "This old lady has had a lot of sex in her day but I'm not sure I've ever had cums like that! You're great in bed, Nikki, just fucking great! We're great in bed together! I hope we can have lots more bouts like this!"

"I don't see why not, Roberta," I say. "After all, it's a known fact that you fuck almost all the girls on the squad. I am on the team now, Roberta? Am I not?"

"Of course, darling-baby, of course!" she cries, biting my lips, pinching my nipples. "Any girl who can make me cum like that, all by herself, is not someone I'm about to let get away!"

She snuggles me closer, we kiss hotter and harder, my heart is bursting with pride!

I've fucked my third woman and I'm ON THE TEAM!

End (of Part 3) Part 4, anyone?