The Passion for the Game
How it All Started
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Part 1
Chapter 1
I was numb thinking about what I was going to do, or should I say what my friend Lisa has talked me into doing. This was still my first season playing on the Professional Volleyball Tour and my partner and myself were still feeling ourselves out and hadn’t had much success so far. We’ve only advanced past the first round once and our last tournament didn’t go very well. Tanya, my partner, had a couple years more experience on the tour and was being very patient, but I knew if things stayed the way they were I’d be looking for a new partner next season, if I’m fortunate enough to play again at all. It really wasn’t the losing that bothered her so much as the fact that we weren’t getting any notice from the press or the promotions department and I think for Tanya she sometimes wanted the attention more than the victories.
She kept saying “Anna Kournikova never won a single tennis tournament, but she made millions in endorsements and is world famous. I would also love to have some product endorsements if only to so cover our expenses.”
I can’t say I‘d mind making some money, but for me I do this because I love to play volleyball. I’ve been playing since I was 8 years old when my mother and I moved to southern California and my dream was always to play on the professional beach tour. Even though we had lost in my first few tourneys I’ve been living my dream and have had a blast, but the losing is getting to me because I want to win. I know though that I’m just a rookie and I need to grow before I can really raise my game. The one thing that Tanya and I do have in common though is a love for our fans. So far I’ve only signed a handful of autographs and most of those were for children who didn’t know that I was still a nobody. While I don’t need to be Misty May or Kerri Walsh who are followed everywhere they go, it would be nice to at least have the fans know who we were.
Who am I? My name is Carrie Treadwell and I’m 20 years old. Along with playing pro volleyball I also take college courses in my off time and a few correspondence courses during the season. I promised my mother before I joined the tour that I would at least get a BA so that I would have something to fall back on when I can no longer compete. I didn’t have quite the volleyball build, which might have been why I struggled to keep up with some of the bigger and stronger women. I was tall like the rest at 5’ 10” but although I was in excellent shape I was on the skinny side and sometimes lacked the strength of some of the other players. Also unlike most of the rest of the women I had a chest. I wasn’t so much more than a B cup but compared to most of the other women that was large.
My lifelong friend Lisa and I both decided to major in Women’s Studies, which is something I thought would be easy, I mean I am a woman after all, but it turns out it’s not as easy as I thought it would be. What’s worse though is that Lisa is so damn good at it, in fact without her help I probably would’ve had to drop out, she’s so into it that she’s basically become a full fledged feminist and preaches it constantly.
You’d think that would conflict with me being on the Beach Volleyball Circuit, but she saw it as a way to raise women’s position in the male dominated world of sports. “We need to embrace our womanhood to the max level.” she’d said on more than one occasion. “It just makes me sick that in the Middle East woman are forced to obey their husbands every wish, no matter how awful the task may be, not to mention they have to wear those heavy burqas that cover their whole bodies in that awful heat. I can’t believe in this day and age that a woman is automatically considered a whore in some parts of the world, if she shows off the slightest bit of skin out in public. Doesn’t it make you sick too Carrie?”
“Of course.” I would always answer, which was somewhat truthful, I mean I’d hate to wear something like that in 100 degree heat. But to be honest I don’t really think about that stuff that much, at least not as much as Lisa does. Usually I’m too busy worrying about the next tournament to think about how the Muslims live. Then just the other day, when the tour arrived in the bay area, Lisa drove up to meet me and have lunch, and during this lunch she decided to compare the plight of the Muslim women to beach volleyball.
“Could you imagine what would happen if your tour ever went to the Middle East?” she began. “Could you imagine the uproar at the thought of women playing sports in nothing but those small bikinis you guys wear? They would probably force you to play in burqas or risk getting arrested.“
“Yeah that would suck.” I replied as I was eating my salad. “Lucky for us the tour doesn’t go there.”
“It just blows my mind that the men would be able to play in their usual trunks while the women would have to cover themselves from head to toe. You’d have to run around and chase that ball while wearing those restrictive outfits. Could you imagine how hot and uncomfortable that would be?”
“Yeah that would suck.” I repeated.
“Could you imagine playing any kind of sport in those things? You notice those countries never send a woman’s team into the World Cup or the Olympics. I know I’m quite sure there was no Iranian team for beach volleyball in the last Summer Olympics, even though most of their country was covered with sand. It just angers me every time I think about it.”
“Yeah I can see that.” I said glibly. “But what can you do? We don’t make the laws there.”
“That’s unfortunate but true.” she agreed. “Unless Mohammed comes down from wherever he is and tells the men that women deserve equal rights nothing over there is going to change. At least you’re lucky you get to play in that bikini uniform of yours so you can move around freely in the sand.”
“Yeah I’m just so lucky.” Actually the one thing I’m not that fond of about the game are the uniforms, personally I think they’re too small to play in. My uniform is basically a blue bikini, which is fine I guess, but I don’t see why it has to be so tiny. I’m actually one of the few women on the tour who has a more substantial chest, so the small top I wear makes them stand out more and after a few near-mishaps I always fear one of my boobs is going to pop out in the middle of a game. And I always have problems with my bottoms riding up my ass all the time. I mean at times they can be a real pain. If I had my way my top would cover a bit more, something similar to what Brandi Chastain wore when she threw off her jersey after scoring the winning goal in the World Cup (I still can’t believe the fuss they made over that in the media, that thing was practically a tank top.) so that I could get better support and not feel as self conscience about my boobs falling out, plus I would make the bottoms more like shorts instead of a bikini, since there’s less chance of it riding up on me. Until then though I’m so thrilled to be on the tour that I’ll wear a clown outfit as long as I get to keep playing.
“You really do have a nice body Carrie.” Lisa complimented. Something she does regularly. “You should be glad you live in a country where you can play a sport like this and wear the proper uniform.”
“I’m blessed everyday.” I appeased her and then noticed that Tanya had come down and we waved her over to join us.
“Whatchuall talking about.” Tanya asked us as she sat down. “Ooo that salad looks good Carrie, I think I’ll order one.”
“We were just talking about how lucky you are that you don’t live in the Middle East and would have to play in burqas.“ Lisa explained to her.
“Yeah that is cool.” Tanya agreed. “I’d hate to have to live there and be married to some ugly brillowhead Arab with an ugly mustache and not be able to do my own thing.”
“Yes and you get to wear bikinis here when you play too.” Lisa added.
“Yeah too bad Carrie here doesn’t really like that part.” Tanya told her, which was supposed to be just between us but I guess Tanya didn’t know that.
“You don’t like that part?” Lisa repeated. “Since when have you not liked your uniform?”
“She says it’s a little restrictive on her.” Tanya answered for me. “Her bottoms rise up on her a lot and I think sometimes that it slows her down and I know she’s always paranoid one of her tits is going to pop out.”
“Really?” Lisa seemed very surprised to hear this. “You never told me this Carrie, how come?”
“I never thought it was that important.” I replied not really wanting to talk about this.
“Not important?” Lisa said with raised eyebrows. “How can you tell me that’s not important? How long have you felt this way?”
“Since the beginning.” Tanya answered for me again. Jesus she needs to shut up.
“This whole time I’ve been telling you how lucky you are to be able to wear what you want and you don’t actually like wearing the bikini? My God Carrie this is very important.”
“It’s not that big of deal.” I tried to tell her hoping she’d drop this. “Everyone wears them and they don’t really interfere with my game.”
“I don’t know about that.” Tanya disagreed. “Both coach Didi and I have discussed that you don’t move as fast in games as you do in practice when you wear your workout outfit. You just seem so uncomfortable out there some days.”
Lisa seemed a bit upset. “I’ve noticed that too. All this time I thought it was just because you were either nervous or that you’re a rookie, but now I think they’re right, you’re uncomfortable in your uniform.”
“Maybe she should just play naked?” Tanya suggested. At the time I believe jokingly but unfortunately Lisa jumped all over that idea.
“That would be a great idea.” Lisa shouted. “I know if we lived in Europe she would be able to play topless on most of the beaches there. I bet if she played without the uniform she’d move a whole lot quicker like we know she can.”
“Oh good God. I can’t play naked.” I jumped in almost horrified at the thought.
“Why not?” Lisa asked. I couldn’t believe how serious she sounded.
“Well for one it’s illegal.” I replied as I felt a couple of butterflies growing in my stomach at the thought of going out in front of a crowd exposed like that, not to mention jumping and diving for the ball. “I’m sure I’d be arrested and charged with indecency. Second I’m sure it’s against league rules to not wear the proper uniform.”
“Well we could talk to Ms. Tipton about that.” Tanya seemed to joke; although looking back I guess she wasn’t. Ms. Tipton was the league commissioner who over saw the daily operations, not to mention she was an obvious lesbian who I’ve caught looking at me on more than one occasion. “Maybe if you’re nice to her she’ll let you try it.”
“I can’t imagine her doing that.” I had said and would later find out I was wrong. “But even if she did like I said it’s against the law and I really don’t want to be arrested, in fact it might get me thrown off the tour.”
“You’re forgetting something though Carrie,” Lisa jumped with a confident look on her face “you’re playing in San Francisco, which is one of the most liberal cities in the whole country. If there were anyplace that would let you get away with this it would be here.”
“You don’t know that.” I insisted. I had begun to become somewhat defensive since it seemed that they were actually serious about this.
“Well if Ms. Tipton agrees to this I’m sure she could talk to someone at City Hall who might be willing to turn a blind eye to our experiment.” Tanya suggested with a half smile.
“Oh I’m sure that wouldn’t be a problem.” Lisa added. “I know full well that there are plenty of feminists and open-minded people there that would love this idea.”
“You guys are serious, aren’t you?” I said as I realized that they wanted me to actually try that. “I can’t believe you think I would do something like that.”
“Oh come on Carrie.” Lisa began in that tone of voice she’s used to get me to do things, the one that she’s used for years and with too much success for my liking. “This is just what you need to improve your game, it’s just what you and your partner need to get some notice, it’s what the tour would need to draw more attention, plus it empowers you as a woman and sets a good example for others and frees you up from all those old stuffy stereotypes that a woman has to be covered or she’s a whore. You have a beautiful body and you shouldn’t be ashamed of it, especially if it helps your game.”
“Helps me?” I nearly shouted. “I’ll be naked in front of hundreds of people chasing a ball around.”
“And I’ll bet it’ll be liberating. Oh my gosh Carrie you have to do this.”
“Plus if it gets us more attention I’m all for it.” Tanya gladly added. “I mean lets face we’re wallowing in obscurity out there and this at the very least will let people know who we are.”
“Then you play naked.” I shot at her.
“My uniform doesn’t slow me down.” she replied. “Plus as much as I hate to admit it you look much better naked than I do.”
“Oh, she would really make a statement all right.” Lisa agreed. “Guys would be in love with her and want to spend money to see her, women would admire her for her courage, and even the city would be glad, because they get to look that much more progressive. You have to do this Carrie, for the good of your game and womankind.”
I argued over and over again against the idea, but Lisa was relentless, like she always is, and by the end of the afternoon she had me agreed to it but only if it was cleared with Ms. Tipton first. Of course I only agreed because I was sure she’d nix the idea but to my shock she was all for it, in fact she seemed to love the whole idea.
“And since it’ll be in the early round we won’t have to worry about TV so only the crowd in attendance will see.” she gleefully acknowledged. “The word of mouth will be outstanding.”
Hoping to get out of it though I told them they had to get clearance from the city which I thought for sure would say ’no’ but once again they were right and I wasn’t. Not only did they agree to it, they said that they’d provide extra police just to make sure that I was safe. I’m not sure how they did it, but now I’m actually expected to go out in front of a crowd and play beach volleyball in nothing but a visor, sunglasses and a lot of sun block.
Which leads me to where I am now, standing back in the dressing area about to get ready for our game. I watched Tanya change into her usual blue bikini uniform, which for the first time I found myself wishing I could put mine on too, and then she turned to me to let me know it was time for me to change.
I told her change implies putting something else on. This is more like just stripping. “Fine. Strip then.” she said.
“Time for our coming out party Carrie.” Tanya said almost in a teasing fashion. “You should probably wear the jacket for the walk out but you can go bare underneath. When you take the jacket off it’ll make for a nice moment out there.”
I can’t believe I’m about to do this. My stomach was all-aflutter and my hands were practically shaking as I pulled off my top and unbuttoned my shorts and let them drop to the ground. Oh God what is my mother going to think if she finds out about this? Coach Didi came in to see, if we were ready and Tanya told her we would be once I got my ’undies’ off. She seemed a little too excited about this for my liking, but I guess in her mind we were going to get the attention that she wanted. God how did Lisa talk me into this? How does she always talk me into these things? With great hesitation and much fear I undid my bra and then slid out of my thong panties and now stood naked as the day I was born. That morning unlike others I paid particular attention to my shave job before leaving the hotel. I always kept my bush nicely trimmed but today I had it trimmed into a cute inch wide landing strip knowing it would be on display. Being blond it wasn’t that dramatic but I wanted it to look nice since I knew it would be on display.
I then spread a healthy amount of sun block all over everything with Tanya enthusiastically doing my back. Wearing the same tight uniform the whole season so far, which compared to my today’s attire wouldn’t feel so bad any more in future, had left me with with a nice tan on most part of my body. Unfortunately as small the area was, which was normally covered by the uniform’s top and bottom, it stood out clearly now in contrast to the rest. I always hated those wicked tan lines I’d get from being out in the sun so much but figured it was just part of the job. As Tanya finished doing my back and I turned to grab my sunglasses she gave me a thorough look from top to bottom.
“You know, we can’t let you show these on the court, but I just have the right solution.” Tanya said as she reached into her bag and fetched a little jar out of it. As I dabbed the tanning body make-up with the small sponge first on my upper half and then on my most private nether regions Tanya just stood there watching me. In between adjusting the pale skin to feign an all over tan I caught a glimpse of her smiling at me. She seems to enjoy this too much, I thought.
Tanya then handed me my jacket which I quickly put on and was at least glad to be covered, for now, and then coach Didi with a sly grin on her face lead us out of the dressing room and towards the waiting crowd, who had gathered on a nice sunny day to watch professional beach volleyball. Little did they know the sight they were really in for?
Chapter 2
“Wow, looks like a good crowd.” Tanya said more to herself as we entered the makeshift stadium. “This is pretty good considering it’s only an opening round match.”
She wasn’t kidding. My jaw almost dropped when I saw the size of the crowd that was waiting to watch us, every seat from top to bottom was filled which is rather unusual for such an early round. I looked through the crowd at all the faces, both young and old and very diverse, and my legs instantly began to feel wobbly. Oh my God how am I going to concentrate on the match with all these people watching my naked body? Why again did I agree to do this? Oh yeah, because Lisa can talk me into anything, damn her.
“They can’t all be here just to watch us?” I asked as the horror of what was expected of me really began to sink in. “It wasn’t advertised what I would be doing was it?”
“No.” Didi answered as she shook her head. “The seeding got changed at the last minute. You two are playing May and Walsh in the first round.”
“What!” I shouted and then looked over and saw Misty and Kerri on the other side of the court. “I thought we were playing Thomas and James?”
“Ms. Tipton changed it at the last minute.” Didi informed me. “Had to do with their schedules, and you know, those two get top treatment around here. Don’t worry though I have faith the two of you will make a good go of it.”
“And Carrie will make a good show of it.” Tanya teased me as we stopped in our designated area. “Hey there’s Lisa. I think she’s calling you over Care.”
I looked over and sure enough Lisa was there in the front row waiving for me to come over. She had somebody with her, a lady who looked like she was in her mid-forties and dressed rather professional.
“Carrie, are you wearing your new uniform under that jacket?” Lisa asked in a teasing tone when I made my way over to her.
“Yes I am and I’m having second thoughts about this. I don’t think I can do it.” I answered honestly. In fact I was having third and fourth thoughts about it too.
“Oh you’ll do great.” she reassured me and then turned to the woman next to her. “Carrie this is Millie Woods, a reporter from The Chronicle and a well-respected feminist from around here. I talked her into coming to see you and if she’s impressed she plans to write an article for the paper about you and your plight for women’s rights.”
My plight for women’s rights? When did it become that? I thought this was just to keep my uniform from riding up on me? Oh God what is she getting me into?
“Hello Carrie.” Millie said cheerfully as she shook my hand. “I hear we’re going to be seeing a new side of you today. I must say I’m looking forward to that. If you do well more people will be hearing about you tomorrow. Good luck out there.”
“Thank you, I think.” I said trying to hide my growing nervousness.
“You better get back over there and do your warm-ups before the match starts.” Lisa suggested with that sly grin she always has on her face “You don’t want to cramp up while you’re out there do you?”
“Of course not.” I replied and then gave her a dirty look before going back over by Tanya.
Tanya had already removed her jacket and was doing her stretches to limber herself up, but I decided to wait until the last minute to take my jacket off for obvious reasons. So I did my stretches with it on being extra careful not to show my bottom in the process. I kept telling myself in my head ‘focus on the match, focus on the match’ although I knew our chances of winning were slim and my chances of being completely humiliated were very high. I had to keep taking deep breaths to attempt to keep from shaking but my nerves were so heavy that I could feel the tremors in my body as I did my leg stretches. At least I can take some comfort right now that most of the crowd attention was on Misty and Kerri, although I then noticed all the cameras in the crowd that were snapping photos of them as they did their warm-ups. Oh no I’m going to be photographed doing this, aren’t I? This just keeps getting worse. I’ve got to get back to the dressing area and put my uniform on before I actually have to go through with this.
“Tanya,” I whispered to her as she finished her stretching “I have to go back and get my uniform. I can’t go through with this.”
“I was worried about that.” she whispered back to me. “That’s why I told Ms. Tipton to go back to your locker and get your clothes so you can’t back out of this.”
“What! She took my clothes.” I nearly shouted in horror. “What did she do with them?”
“I don’t know and I don’t care.” she said coldly. “We need to get our names out there and this is our best chance to do it. I like you Carrie and I hate to make you do this but if we don’t get noticed somehow neither of us may be back next year, not to mention all the trouble we’ve gone through to make sure you’re allowed to do this. I know this is hard Carrie but you’re doing it, and don’t worry because I’ll be out there with you helping you to get through this.”
‘Why the hell don’t you do it then!’ I thought.
Oh man she’s serious, she’s going to make me do this. I can’t believe I got myself into playing naked, naked! Oh My God. I’m never going to be able to live this down, or forget about it. Maybe because we’re playing May and Walsh this will be over quickly and I can get my clothes back.
“It’s time ladies.” coach Didi informed us. “Get out there and show them what you’ve got, and I want to see some passion from you two today. Make sure you hustle and give it your all, don’t let the fact that they’re so heavily favored distract you from what you have to do.”
Show them what you’ve got. Is that ever an understatement or what I thought.
We were given quick introductions and then our opponents took their side of the court and now came the moment of truth for me. I glanced over at Lisa, who looked like she was just beaming with pride while sitting there fully dressed, and she gave me the thumbs up sign. Boy that’s sure easy for her to do. God why do I keep giving into her? Tanya looked at me as if mentally telling it’s time for me to show myself but I just froze like a deer in headlights, I just could not make myself take off my jacket. The officials told us that it was time to get started, but I just stood there scared stiff but wanting to run away as far as I could.
“Come on Carrie.” Tanya told me bluntly. “Get that thing off before I drag you out there and pull it off. I don’t want to be penalized for delay of game.”
Delay of game - is that what she’s worried about. I knew she was serious, and I also knew she was stronger than me despite my two-inch height advantage over her. I was so nervous that I had difficulty even swallowing, but I made myself reach up and grab the zipper of my jacket and then I decided to do it as fast as possible so I couldn’t change my mind, and I pulled down hard on the zipper until it was all the way unzipped. I still held the jacket shut, but then I felt two hands pulling on the back of it and before I knew it the jacket was off my shoulders and on it’s way off. I turned around to find coach Didi was the culprit and before I could even say anything she had pulled it completely off and the gasps from the crowd let me know that they knew I was not wearing my uniform, or anything else for that matter.
My instinct was to reach out and grab the jacket back but she was off with it before I could even attempt it and I watched her hand it to Ms. Tipton who then walked out of the court with it. It was then that the full impact of what was going on hit me, I was now standing out in the open stark naked in front of a crowd of thousands of people, people who were now making all kinds of different noises. I almost covered up with my hands out of instinct, but before I could Tanya gave me a gentle push onto the sand covered court amidst the sounds of happy whistles, catcalls, cheers, and even a few “where are your clothes girl?”. Thank God I at least had my sunglasses on so no one could see just how scared and humiliated I really was. But I could feel myself flush with embarrassment all over my body. Hopefully my ‘all over tan’ covered some of the blushing.
“Wow nice shave.” I heard someone yell from the crowd. “Looking good cutie.”
I could just die. And I have to play a whole match like this. How am I going to get through this? I looked at our opponents across the court. Kerri looked amused while Misty seemed a little perplexed. I wondered, if they knew about this? All I knew was with the noise of the crowd and the heavy beating of my heart I couldn’t hear the official call the game on.
“I’ll serve first Carrie.” Tanya yelled into my ear. “Go cover the net.”
Since we were the lower seed we got first serve, so I made myself get into position for the return, but when I got into my defensive stance the crowd behind me became even louder. Oh God, I must be giving them quite a show back there since I had to slightly bend forward. The folks to my sides and to the front of me were getting quite a show, too, since my boobs were now dangling down in a rather obscene manner. Geez, I didn’t even think about that. They’re going to be bouncing all over the place when I run for anything. Lord knows how they’ll look when I have to dive. I could just cry.
It was then that I began to hear the flashes from the cameras going off. I didn’t even think about that either. What if they end up on the Internet? I’ll be on there forever, and everyone will know it’s me because I’m a professional athlete. They’ll follow me around for the rest of my life and I won’t be able to do anything about it. There I’ll be for all of recorded history stark naked and bent forward in front of large crowd of people. I really don’t see how this is going to forward women’s rights at all; I don’t even see now how this is going to help us.
Just before Tanya served up the ball I glanced over at Lisa again who to my surprise had pulled out her digital camera and was snapping away along with several other people around her. What is she doing to me? I’m going to have to remember that I’m a professional and that I’ve been playing this game nearly naked for quite awhile now and this isn’t that much different. I’ve got to focus on the game and doing the best I can to help us win. Boy I really wished I had never complained about my uniform being too restricting.
Tanya and I were down 5-1 when we took our first timeout. My head was just not in the game, since I couldn’t get over that I was playing naked in front of hundreds of screaming people. I was so self-conscious by what I was showing off that I couldn’t get to the net on time to block or spike any balls and the one point we received was due to our opponents sending a ball out of bounds. Needless to say we were playing like poop against the top team in the world and with all the catcalls I was getting from the crowd I couldn’t help feeling like a laughing stock.
I held my knees firmly together as I sat in my chair on the sidelines and fidgeted uncontrollably as Didi went on about strategy for the game. I could barely listen to her over the loud beating of my nervous heart, not to mention the yelling from the crowd. Up to this moment I had never felt more embarrassed and defeated in my life. I glanced over to Lisa in the crowd to see what she was doing and she just gave me a wave and thumbs up while Millie sitting next to her was writing something on a notepad, probably about how awful my play had been.
“Carrie!” someone yelled from behind me. When I turned to look a series of flashes went off which was followed by a loud “Thank you beautiful!” just as I turned back away. God there must’ve been hundreds of pictures of me taken like this so far today, and the game’s not even part way over. Suddenly thoughts of quitting the tour came running through my mind as the images of those pictures following me through the rest of my life took hold on me. My life’s dream of being a pro volleyball player flushed down the toilet because I can’t tell Lisa “no” to something. My eyes damn near started welling up from the thought of running away from my dream.
“Carrie are you listening?” Didi asked me pulling my out of my trance.
“I’m sorry, no I wasn’t.” I answered honestly. “It’s kind of hard to concentrate at the moment.”
“Well you’d better start concentrating harder out there.” Tanya admonished me. “We’re getting our butts kicked out there and you’re playing like a nervous schoolgirl. I get that this is going to take some getting used to playing naked like you are but I never thought you of all people would ever play half-assed under any condition, you’re too much of a competitor.”
“She’s right Carrie.” Didi agreed with her. “While no one expects you to go out there and beat these two, I mean they are the best in the world, the effort you’re putting out is minimal at best and far below what I’ve come to expect from you. Your reactions have been horrible and you’ve been slower than I’ve ever seen you run before. You need to focus on what you’re doing out there and not on what the crowd is seeing you do. This is a golden opportunity for you two and I’d hate to see you blow it.”
That’s easy for her to say she’s fully dressed. They’re not taking pictures of her naked and bending over trying to chase balls. I had to agree though that I’ve never played this poorly before and that embarrassed me as much as anything else since I take pride in my competitiveness. I just didn’t think I could overcome this situation I’d been put in having to perform with no uniform. Boy I was glad my mother wasn’t here to see this.
The ref whistled for the end of the timeout so I took a deep breath and made myself stand up to go back out there. As I did I could hear the sounds of clicking from all the cameras behind me as well as some hooting and hollering from the guys in the crowd. I began to follow Tanya back out onto the court when Didi stopped me.
“Just a second Carrie,” she said into my ear “there’s something I want to tell you.”
She then looked me right in the eyes with a serious look and said “Carrie you are the most naturally talented player I’ve ever coached in my years of coaching volleyball, and I mean that 100%. When I first watched you in that amateur tournament I knew that you could someday be a star in this league with the right motivation. You have it all Carrie, athleticism, quickness, strength, great timing, and even though this isn’t as important to being a good player but you are beautiful and that helps draw attention.” Her face became even more serious and she lowered her voice as she went on “Lets face it, you carry this team. Tanya is a great athlete and is very strong, but she’s as slow as a tree trunk and she’s not tall enough to really be successful for any long period of time. Don’t get me wrong. I love her and I think she’s good for someone like you to start off with because of her toughness, but someday you’ll need a better partner to really succeed. I know this is hard, but this is a great opportunity to show what you’re really made of and to show that you’re a future champion against the best on the tour. And a champion finds a way to block things out and focus completely on winning, something I think you can do. Now go out there and put on a show and prove everyone that you’re someone to be reckoned with in this sport.”
She then patted me on my bare butt and walked back to her position on the sideline.
She had never told me anything like that before and for a brief moment I forgot I was naked in front of a crowd of people. I’ve always respected Tanya, but I realized that most of my respect came from the fact that she’s a veteran of this league and I’m just a rookie and wanted to earn my place in the league. Didi was right in the fact that Tanya is slow and has trouble with the net, but I never thought of myself as “carrying the team” like she suggested. When I won that tournament that she was talking about it was because I didn’t cater to my partner, who at the time was new herself, and did what I had to do.
I realized that was what I needed to do here. I couldn’t play second to Tanya anymore if I wanted this to work out for me. And I would have to put out of my mind that I was completely naked and focus on how much quicker I could be without my constricting uniform on. That was going to easier said than done with all the attention I was getting for it but I had to give it my best effort.
As I took my place on the court I readied myself to return the serve and got into position to attack the net, which meant I had to bend over once again giving the crowd a show, but this time I made myself focus on nothing but the ball and when Misty served it towards Tanya I found myself running in front of her and spiking the ball down on their side of the net for the quick point which caught both Kerri and Tanya completely off guard. The crowd roared with excitement at my play and just like that I felt a wave of confidence flow over me that I hadn’t felt since I turned pro. Wow, maybe I can do this after all.
We fought hard through the first match and made it competitive up until the end. I had worked up quite a sweat and my body was glistening in the sunlight, including my boobs and ass, which had been on display this whole time. I had made a few impressive spikes on our opponents which brought the crowd to their feet, not to mention the couple of times I blocked the spikes of Kerri Walsh which doesn’t happen often and only boosted my confidence even more. I hadn’t forgotten that I was playing butt naked in front of a large noisy crowd, the catcalls wouldn’t let me forget, but I seemed to be over my initial shakiness and in many ways I was playing better than I had all season.
The bad part was that despite my bests efforts we still lost the first set 21-17. It was disappointing but we didn’t get off to that bad start. We shouldn’t forget that these are the best in the world that we were playing against. Even though I blocked a couple of Kerri’s shots she still got a number of spikes on us plus I did overdue a couple of returns that ended up going out of bounds late in the match. Coach Didi still made a point of praising our effort and for putting on a good show for the crowd.
“You have them excited.” she enthusiastically pointed out to us. “Normally those two blow out their opening round foes and the crowd just sits there, but you two have given them a reason to keep paying attention, and not just because of Carrie’s natural beauty.”
“You’re really playing out of your mind Carrie.” Tanya praised me. “You’re really showing a lot of hustle out there, and those blocks were a thing of beauty.”
I smiled back at her as a way of saying ‘thanks’ and then toweled myself off the best I could without being obscene, which seemed to be impossible since I heard more whistles coming from the crowd when I did this. I wished I could towel off down south, but I was afraid of the reaction that would cause. I glanced behind me to see if Lisa was still there and I saw her standing and clapping and cheering my name. Millie was talking to a photographer that was in front of the stands and seemed to be pointing to him and giving him instructions, Lord knows about what, but I was sure it had to do with me. I didn’t have time to think about that right then though since we had another match about to start and I thought if we played hard enough we may be able to win the second and force a third.
“I know these two are tough,” Didi continued with her pep talk “but I believe if you two play as hard as you did in the last match you could win this one and force a third. You just have to reach down deep inside and know you can do this. I have every faith that you can.” She was looking directly at me when she said that last part.
“Come on Carrie!” several voices from the crowd behind us shouted out. “You’re awesome, you can beat them!”
That’s the first time I’ve ever heard anyone from the crowd even shout my name let alone root me on since I turned pro. ‘That feels really good’ I thought. I could get used to that.
“Great game so far ladies.” Ms. Tipton said cheerfully as she walked up us carrying a small cooler full of bottled water. “I bring you over some extra water since we feel now this game may last longer than we originally thought. You can use this cooler Carrie while Tanya uses what’s left in the other one.” She then reached in the cooler and handed me a bottle, which I gladly drank. “Make sure you stay hydrated out there, this could be a long match.”
“Thank you.” Didi politely said to her and then shooed her away. “Okay you two let’s get out there and put the fear of God into our Olympic heroes. I think it would be good for them.”
I took another large gulp from my water and then stood up to go back out onto the court. Just me standing up caused the crowd to start cheering again and as I walked out I heard more people calling out my name with encouraging comments, which made me even more confident. Both May and Walsh looked determined on the other side of the net and I’m sure they had no interest in letting this get to three matches. I would have to play harder this match than I did the last if I wanted this to go on and unlike the start of the first match I felt a great desire to do so.
Since we lost the first match we had first serve. So I got in my squat position as Tanya was about to send it across, and as I did that I found myself tuning out the crowd and focusing on where the ball was going to go when it was returned. Just as Tanya served it I could see where it was going and ran over to the far side of the net just as Misty returned it back and spiked it down for the first point. Kerri never saw it coming and the crowd instantly came alive with excitement. Before I realized what I had done I had high-fived Tanya and was back in position for the next point. It was at this moment I realized that I might be a little more excited about this than I should be.
Tanya served the next ball and again I was ready to score when it came back, this time though Walsh was ready also and blocked my attempted spike. But to my surprise I found myself going airborne and was able to tap the ball back over the net just out of their reach and scored the second point. I landed stomach first in the sand and Tanya had to help me up as the cheers from the crowd filled my ears. I barely even realized what was happening as Tanya pulled me to my feet.
“Well that was sure acrobatic.” Tanya said amazed. “Damn that should make a highlight reel.” She then looked down at my breasts as I was wiping sand off of them and smirked. “I see you found it thrilling too.”
Oh my God, I’m getting aroused, very aroused. This can’t be happening. I’d never gotten aroused during a game my whole career. Of all times why is this happening now? I was not going to be able to hide it and everyone would happen to think I was getting off on this.
“Get ready Carrie, let’s make it three in a row.” Tanya called out to me as she got ready to serve.
She was right, I couldn’t worry about getting turned on now, I had a game to play. Shit though my boobs bouncing had been enough to deal with now I had them getting hard to go with it. I had to focus on the play now though.
Tanya served the ball again and this time it was deep enough that I had to wait while they set up a shot. They tried to send it to a spot where we couldn’t get it, but I dove again and kept it in play. I then quickly got back to my feet as Tanya set the ball up for me and I hammered it back over the net. They were ready and were able to set up another shot and this time they tried to hit it high enough so that I couldn’t reach it. I leaped with all my might and to my surprise I was able to tap the ball just enough to send it back in the opposite direction and get over the net. Walsh seemed surprised by this and when she tried to spike it she ended up sending it into the net on her side and missed the point. We were now up 3-0.
The crowd cheered even more as Tanya gave me another high-five. I looked down at myself and saw that my front was covered in sand and some had gotten inside of me, not mention my nipples were poking out of it, which made my arousal more noticeable. I began to wipe them off which caused the whistles to come back and the flashes to go off, not to mention making my heart beat faster and make me more turned on. It was then though that a small but audible chant of “Carrie, Carrie,” began behind me in the crowd. This was something that really had an effect on me, a positive one, and before I knew it I was back in my position and ready for the next point.
Frustration was beginning to set in on our opponents, because their next two returns we didn’t have to send back since they both went out of bounds which meant two more points for us. We were now up 5-0 on the top two players in the world and the crowd really began to eat it up. The “Carrie” chants were getting louder, and the more they chanted the more I found myself getting turned on. I had no control over it and it seemed to keep growing inside of me. I was very thankful that I was covered in sweat again so that it would hide my growing wetness that was accumulating down in my nether regions. ‘Dammit my pussy’s wet and I can still feel some sand in it. Shit! Can’t worry about that now I have another point to focus on.’
I got into position as Tanya served the ball again. They were able to set up a shot, but I was able to reach it this time without having to dive. Once we set up our shot I tried to send it to the back corner where they couldn’t retrieve it, but Kerri and her long arms were able to keep it in play and they were able to set up another shot. Again I was able to reach it and when I pushed it over to Tanya she set it up for me to try another spike. As I was about to hammer it down I caught Misty out of the corner of my eye get into position to block it so out of some instinct - I didn’t know I had - instead of spiking it I managed to just tap it lightly in the opposite direction of where Misty was and watched it float over the net and hit the ground for our sixth straight point.
Timeout was called as the crowd gave us a standing ovation. The looks of frustration were all over our opponents faces as they went to their corner, I think it’s been awhile since they’ve been dominated like this for this many straight points and I found myself smiling despite myself. Tanya hugged me as we walked over to our corner and were met by Didi fanning towel at me as to say that I was on fire and needed to be cooled off.
“Holy shit Carrie that was the greatest six-point performance I’ve ever seen!” Didi shouted in excitement as she handed me my water. “I’ve never seen anyone play like that against them. We should’ve taken your uniform away a long time ago.”
“I guess those bottoms really did slow you down.” Tanya added and then looked down at my groin area. “Oh guess you had some sand up there huh?”
I then realized that I had just put my finger up inside of me to get some sand out and didn’t notice I was doing it. Oh crap it must’ve just looked like I was touching myself and I knew that cameras were going off when I was doing that. What’s worse was that it actually felt rather good and I had a desire to do it again, but I couldn’t do that, not in front of all these people. Why did I have to get aroused while I’m having the best game of my life? Feeling a bit ashamed I began to drink my water and sat down on my chair hoping I could put this out of my mind for now.
I looked over at Lisa who was now leading more “Carrie” chants, which Millie had now joined, and I saw that another photographer who didn’t work for the tour was now down in front snapping shots of me. I then looked over at our opponents who seemed to be having a heated discussion about the game and didn’t seem to know how this was happening. The crowd had come to see them, but now was rooting for their underdog opponents and they seemed shook up by this. I then sat back and let what I had just done sink in. It all seemed like a dream, but I was fully awake and living it and I couldn’t believe it. No matter what happened now the people who came here would never forget this game as long as they live nor will they forget me. Of course they won’t just remember my moment of dominance, but also they’ll remember every single inch of my body as well. I couldn’t help but have mixed feelings about that.
When the game continued so did our dominance. We scored 4 more straight points, two from my spikes, before Tanya ended up hitting a ball out of bounds for their first point. The whole time I continued to be aroused, but it didn’t stop me from playing harder than I ever had and doing things I didn’t know I could do. The crowd was clearly behind me, both for my play and for how I looked while playing, and before I even realized it we were at game point at 20-6 and could send it to a deciding match. Tanya had serve again and when she sent it across they set up for a quick spike for Walsh, but I was right there as if I could read their minds and when Kerri tried to hammer it I blocked hard with my right hand and the ball went straight to the ground on their side of the net giving us the second match.
Without even realizing what I was doing I found my self jumping up and down with great excitement at what we had done and I could feel my hard nipples rise and fall with my jumping as well and my wetness flow down my leg with my sweat. When Tanya hugged me and held me to her body I let out an excited moan as my body began to orgasm against my will from the excitement. I found myself holding on to her very tightly as she practically carried me over to the sidelines where Didi joined in the hug. When I finally calmed down Tanya sat me down and I could tell I had a lot of my juices on her which I sure she could smell. Luckily for us it mixed in with her sweat so at least the crowd wouldn’t notice it from where they were.
“Geez Care,” Tanya said with an amused smile on her face as she smelled the air and then looked at me “this doesn’t mean we have to get married now do we?”
Feeling embarrassed all I could do was smile at her and blush as the noise from the crowd kept filling my ears. The “Carrie” chants were now going full throttle and were nearly deafening. I was filled with both great pride from what I had accomplished and great embarrassment for how my body acted as I accomplished it. But I couldn’t deny that these feelings were powerful and were greater than anything I had ever felt before. I didn’t know feelings like this even existed.
“You were great out there Carrie.” Didi praised me but then brought us back down to earth. “But it’s not over yet girls. We still have one more match to go and don’t think for a second that May and Walsh are just going to lie down and let you walk away with it. They don’t lose first round games and they’re both very proud and are going to come at you with everything they have this next round. Let’s calm ourselves and get ready for the toughest match of your lives.”
I was both really excited and very nervous as Tanya and I stepped onto the sand court for the third and deciding game. I was excited about the possibility of beating the top team in the world, which would be a great feather in our cap and would bring attention to our team, but I was also nervous about both losing the game and the fact that even if we won my nudity would get as much attention as our win. Plus just being nude in front of all these people was still pretty nerve racking despite that I had been out here for the last couple of hours.
Unlike the previous two games the deciding game only goes to fifteen points instead of twenty-one so we knew this was going to be a quicker game than before. I imagined May and Walsh had to have some nerves going themselves since losing in the first round to a relatively unknown team would be embarrassing for them and their reputation, but by no means did I not think they were extremely focused and would do whatever it takes to make sure they came out on the winning end.
Most of the crowd was yelling words of encouragement for me; things like “you can do it Carrie!” and “we’re pulling for you to win this!”. More press had shown up in the last few minutes, possibly to document the potential upset as well as my lack of clothing. Now at least a dozen or so cameras were either photographing me or filming me from the sidelines, not to mention all the cameras in the crowd that had been going off ever since I walked out here. Boy win or lose this was going to be a game that’s going to be well documented and not soon forgotten.
As I took my spot on the field Kerri Walsh approached me on the other side of the net. She had what looked like a half friendly and half-serious expression on her face and seemed to want to talk to me about something before the game started. Talking to the opponents during a game is something I personally try to avoid, mainly because I’ve found most of the time they’re trying to get into my head and I’d rather just ignore them, but the fact that it was Kerri Walsh my curiosity got the best of me and I walked up to the net to see what she had to say.
“That was a heck of a performance you put on there.” she complimented me in what seemed to me to be phony kindness. “Really ah, inspiring. I can’t remember if I’ve ever seen anyone play so out of their mind like that before.”
“Thank you.” I cautiously replied.
“You seemed to really enjoy it too.” she added seeming to take a shot at how aroused I was during the last game. “You can’t hide it you know. Of course with you not wearing anything you can’t hide anything really. You seem like you’re living out a fantasy or something.”
“I have permission.” I told her bluntly.
“Oh I know.” she quickly replied. “I couldn’t help but notice Ms. Tipton’s excitement at your choice of dress, too, when she told us about you before the game. That dyke must be in heaven right now.”
“Oh save it Walsh.” I shot at her harshly. “You worry about your own business and let me worry about mine.”
“Hey this is my business.” she shot back. “This is my sport and I have no intention of letting some exhibitionist turn it into the Spice Channel. Don’t expect to be able to do what you did last game because we’re bringing it.”
“Good, I want you to bring it. That way when you lose you’ll have no excuses.”
“Get ready to fall on your bare ass Treadwell.” she snarled as the friendly tone disappeared from her voice.
“Be happy to if it means we get the points.”
‘Wow she knows my name now; of course everyone in the stadium seems to know my name now.’ The referee called for the game to start and since we won the last one our opponents received first serve this time. I was a little worried that my mouth had gotten the best of me in my verbal sparring with Kerri but it did get my blood pumping and inspired me to get off strong, which we did. We scored the first three points of the game, once by blocking one of Walsh’s spikes, which made the crowd continue to go wild as they had before. My heart was beating a mile a minute at the thought that we may be able to pull this out. For a second I even imagined a headline in my head that read “May and Walsh go down to hot newcomer!” Boy that would be exciting.
Unfortunately I got a little full of myself because we ended up losing the next three points and went into the timeout tied at three. I felt a little foolish over this. I should have remembered that these two are too good to ever take lightly at anytime. I sat on my chair feeling a little angry at myself for letting the lead get away and for a second I forgot to close my legs, although I was soon reminded by the extra hooting and camera flashes coming from the crowd in front of us. Dammit! I grabbed another bottle of water out of my cooler and began drinking it as Didi gave us instructions and tried to motivate us.
“You have both of them scared out of their minds.” she told us emphatically. “In fact I’ve never seen them so scared before. You two have a chance to make them and everyone else on the tour take you seriously and not just look at you as a novelty act.”
She was looking right at me when she said that last part. What the hell did she mean by that since this really wasn’t my idea?
“Now get out there and play like you did last game and really put the fear of God into them.”
Well, they started off by putting the fear of God into us. They scored the first three points out of the timeout and had us back on our heals. It wasn’t that I wasn’t making the efforts that I needed. It’s that they seemed to be right where they needed to be to score, and that’s what they did. The crowd had quieted down a bit, at least compared to earlier when we were doing the scoring, although I still heard the catcalls. It was as I was getting into position to receive the next serve that I felt my body becoming aroused again, and I really had no idea why. I wasn’t even thinking about my nudity at the time but on the game at hand, yet I still felt myself becoming very turned on, in fact even more so than last time and it seemed I could do nothing to calm it down. ‘Dammit why is this happening? I have to try and ignore it as best I can if I want to win this game.’
I must’ve done something right because right after May served the ball I changed positions and met the ball right at the net and spiked it down before Walsh noticed I was even over there. It must’ve looked good because the crowd woke back up and began cheering again. On the next point I managed to run down a ball that was going towards an empty spot on our side of the net by diving for it and hitting it backwards towards the net. That was when Tanya made her best play of the game so far by hitting it right over the top of Walsh and out of reach of May for another point. I landed stomach first again, even got some sand on my chin this time but I just jumped back up and was ready for the next point. We ended up losing that point but only after a long rally that had me diving for more wondering balls. Side out was called again and we went into the timeout down by two at 7-5 and still well in the game.
As I sat I could feel my arousal grow even more inside of me and I found myself squeezing my toes in and out of the sand almost involuntarily as a way to keep it in check even though I felt like I was going to explode again. Tanya just looked at me and smirked, it was obvious she knew how I was feeling at the moment. All I could do was drink some more water and hope it would cool me down inside somewhat so I could focus more attention on the game, which didn’t seem like it was going to be easy.
We ended up splitting the next six points, each of us scoring right after the other did which means neither team had the momentum going into the stretch. With the score 10-8 we knew this next side out would be a big one. I was breathing extremely heavy, both from the physical activity as well as my constantly growing arousal. After each point it took more of my willpower just to get into position since my nipples were hard as rocks and my nether regions basically screamed for attention which it could not get at the moment. It certainly took its toll since we lost the next three points, two of which were due to me not being able to get to the ball in time, my arousal was really distracting me now. Fortunately after Tanya reminded me that if they score two more points we’d lose I was able to make myself go all out for the next point which we won on my return. The next point Tanya served up an ace but on the following point Walsh spiked the ball, basically in my face, and going into the next time out they were at match point with a 14-10 lead.
“So what’s going on Carrie?” Tanya asked me as we took our seats on the sidelines. “You’ve been missing shots. What’s going on?”
“I don’t know.” I lied as I tried to slow down my breathing in an attempt to calm myself. “I’m cramping up a little I guess.” I then grabbed another bottle of water and began slamming it down.
“I think we both know what it is Carrie.” Tanya said with a knowing look. “It’s as clear as the sweat on your nipples. I don’t blame you though, this is pretty exciting. Why don’t you let me towel you off a little bit, maybe I can help give you some relief.”
“You can’t do that here.” I shot at her feeling embarrassed just at the thought.
“We have to do something darlin’.” she bluntly stated. “I’m sure you don’t want to lose this match because of feminine frustration. Remember the next four points are match points for them and we’re going to need you at your best if we’re going to pull off this miracle.”
She then picked up a dry towel and began drying off my chest. “Just relax and let yourself calm down.”
I hate to admit it but that felt good, the soft towel against my skin was so intoxicating. I didn’t want it to stop. In fact it felt so good that I actually tuned out the crowd for a brief moment. She seemed almost too good at this. I could vaguely hear Didi giving us instructions as Tanya began drying off my breasts. This brought me back to reality as I was suddenly aware of what she was doing and the fact she was doing it in front of everyone. I was going to push her hand away but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, because it still felt so good. Nonetheless I gave Tanya a stern look which she just returned with a glib grin on her face. I also noticed all the cameras and flashes going off all around me again. ‘God haven’t any of these people used up all their shots in their cameras yet, they never stop going off. Off yes off, getting off.’
“Carrie are you listening?” coach Didi asked as I could feel my eyes rolling in the back of my head. “Oh never mind.”
I could hear the crowd cheering my name again as I began to come out of my trance. ‘Oh God what am I letting her do!’ I quickly sat up and tried to act like this wasn‘t having an effect on me, but I don‘t think I was fooling anyone. Tanya smirked at me again as she stood up to go back out but I just tried to act cool and took another drink out of my water bottle before setting it down and then standing up myself. ‘Thank God I’m still all sweaty so they won’t notice how wet my crotch is now.’
“Here we go ladies and gentlemen.” the announcer shouted to the audience. “It’s match point for May and Walsh, lets see if they can capitalize on it and dodge a bullet.”
As I walked back to my position Kerri met me at the net again and said “This is it kid. You really gave it to us and put on a show for the crowd, but this is where it ends. Try not to poke your partner‘s eye out with those tits of yours.”
“Shut up Walsh.” I found myself barking at her. “You’re just jealous because with your tits you get mistaken for a boy.”
“See you after the game, Carrie.” she snarled as she left the net.
I got into position and waited for May to serve. While I was still very aroused I did feel more in control than I did before and I used all my willpower to block everything around me out and focus on scoring this point. Once Misty served the ball I wasted no time in running to meet it and set up a shot for us. I tried spiking it, but Walsh was there to save it and set up a shot for them. May tried to juke me to go in the wrong direction, but I wasn’t fooled and when it came to the net I hammered it down for the point to my relief. It was now 14-11 and we needed to hold every serve from here on out.
The problem was it was my turn to do the serving, which was not my strong point. I didn’t suck at it, but I would’ve preferred that Tanya be the server at such an important time. Nonetheless I had to do it and fortunately on my first serve Walsh got a little overzealous and hit the ball into the net giving us the point. The next serve though they were able to return, but luckily Tanya was in the right place and set it up for me to send it back. May was there though and set it up for her to take the next shot, but she also got overzealous and hit the ball out of bounds, saving us for another point.
“If we get this one Carrie we’ll be tied and back in the game.” Tanya reminded me. “Since they have to win by two it won’t be match point anymore.”
She was right, but if they did score here the game is over. ‘Damn this is a lot of pressure’, I really wished I was wearing my uniform right now.
“Come on Carrie!” someone shouted from the crowd. I wished they hadn’t said ‘come’. “You can do it!”
The crowd made a lot of noise to encourage me as I was about to serve. I took a deep breath and even said a small prayer and then served up the ball. It cleared the net, but Kerri met it and set it up for a game winning shot. I saw that Misty had set it up for Kerri to spike it so I ran up to the net as fast as I could to block it. Right as her hand hit the ball to spike it my hand hit the ball to try and stop it. I pushed it with all of my might and it seemed that she was doing the same and for a second the ball was practically frozen over the net. Something had to give, and when it did the ball landed on their side of the net.
“Yes!” Tanya screamed as the crowd cheered louder than they had all day. “That’s what I’m talking about girl!”
We were now tied at 14 all and we would play until someone lead by two. I tried to keep my happiness to a minimum since there was more game to be played. As I walked back to serve again I noticed that the sun had disappeared behind some clouds that had just moved in off the bay and for the first time I felt a breeze blow by me, or should I say over me. The feeling I got as it blew across my crotch nearly caused my knees to lock. God that felt both good and embarrassing at the same time. ‘We have a chance to win this now; I’ve got to focus on this serve’. I looked at the faces of our opponents and for the first time ever both May and Walsh looked worried, and they should since they just blew four match points. Boy who would’ve thought at the beginning of this game that we would ever be where we were at now? It would’ve been long odds to say the least.
I served up the ball and it was met by Walsh who returned it to a spot in front of me. Shit I don’t think I can get that! I ran and dove for the ball but this time I came up short. Dammit!
“Out!” yelled the ref, which was followed by more cheers.
Oh my God it went out of bounds. Shit that must’ve just been over the line. Both May and Walsh protested but the ref held firm and we now had match point at 15-14. Even though they’ve been fluttering in my stomach all game the butterflies were really going nuts inside of me now. I can’t believe we have this chance. ‘Okay Carrie, lets forget that you’re naked in front of hundreds of people and you’re playing to win against the top team in the world and just focus on getting this ball over the net and getting this point.’
“Let’s do this girl!” Tanya shouted to me over the crowd noise. “Let’s make history!”
I took another deep breath and said a thank you to God for giving me this chance and then served the ball over the net. Kerri got it and they set up for a shot. I tried my best to read what they were going to do and when they returned it I read it right and was able to save it for a shot at our own. When Tanya set it up for me I saw what looked like a good chance to spike it, but when I did Walsh was there to meet it and block it. I was unable to get to it and I thought it was going to hit the ground, but out of nowhere Tanya came and sent it back over the net to all of our surprise. Misty ran for it and was able to get a hand on it, but was not able to get it to clear the net. Kerri did her best to dive for but came up short.
For a second everything just seemed surreal, it was like time was standing still and everything was silent, but then it hit me, we had won.
I could hear the crowd jumping up and down and screaming as Tanya more or less tackled me to the ground in celebration. I could barely breathe from Tanya’s tight embrace. I imagine how this must’ve looked but I could say in all honesty that at that moment I didn’t care, we had just pulled off a huge upset, possibly the biggest ever in the history of beach volleyball. I intended to savor this moment and I wasn’t going to let being naked and rolling around in the sand with another woman ruin it.
“We did it! We did it!” Tanya repeatedly shouted in my ear as lay on the ground. “You are amazing Carrie and no one’s going to say otherwise.”
It was at that moment as we lay on the ground celebrating that my body tightened and I had one of the biggest orgasm that I had ever had in my life right there in Tanya’s arms. I was too excited to be embarrassed by it and I didn’t want it to end. For what seemed like several minutes the two of us rolled over each other on the ground in excitement as my body spasmed.
“Carrie-Carrie!” the crowd chanted as they jumped and clapped, and took more pictures. I noticed everyone on the sidelines with the exception of the May-Walsh corner were cheering as well. You could feel the elation all through the stadium and everyone loved it. I tried to get up but couldn’t I was totally spent.
Chapter 3
I could barely stand up after my massive orgasm so Tanya had to practically pick me up off the ground and carry me back to the sidelines. After playing so hard and then cumming so hard my legs felt like rubber. Our sweat soaked bodies were covered with sand but I didn’t care, I was just so happy that we had won.
Didi hugged me as well when I reached the sidelines and screamed in my ear that we did a great job and that she was so proud of us. As she did she ran her hands all over the back of my body as if wiping some of the sand off me.
“That was fantastic!” she yelled gleefully over the cheering crowd as her hands landed on my bare ass, whipping the sand off and giving me little slaps at the same time. “That may have been the most inspiring display I’ve ever witnessed!”
Display, how appropriate that was.
I had to all but push her off of me but not before she got a good slap on my butt which caused me to jump. I just wanted to get off the court and into the locker room as quick as I could but before I knew it I was surrounded by both well wishers and to my dislike many photographers who were snapping several shots of me at once, not to mention the many other cameras that were taking shots of me. As I tried to leave I took the water Didi handed me. Boy this water is hitting the spot but all I could think of was getting off the court and covering up. I asked Didi for my jacked but she just motioned that she didn’t have it. There I was in the middle of a swarm of well wishers in nothing but my sunglasses and cap, not even so much as a pair of sandals on my feet. Oh my God, it was something else, all this attention. I could feel my self getting turned on all over again despite my resent climax.
Security moved in but there just wasn’t enough.
Just as I was making my way though the crowd I heard “Great game Treadwell.” It was Kerri Walsh coming up to me and putting her hand out to me. “That was very impressive, I didn’t think you had it in you.” I took her hand and quickly thanked her, feeling a number of other hands on my bare ass as we shook. I pushed on towards the lockers getting felt up with every step. Just as I approached the locker I saw Lisa approach snapping yet another picture as she did. She came up to me and gave me a big bare hug as a young security guard stepped in to break us up. With a gasp I waved him off indicating that this crazed woman was a friend. I literally picked her up off her feet and swung her around in joy as a couple flashes went off. What a picture that must have made, me completely bare-ass naked, swinging a fully clothed Lisa off her feet.
When I finally put her down I told her I had to get out of there and pried myself free. Tanya was enjoying the limelight but I had to find cover and ran into the locker room with Lisa following close behind along with that Millie Woods woman.
“Carrie, you did it! Not only did you make a statement for women everywhere but you won. You just beat the two best women in the world. I told you that suit was slowing you down.” Once away from the craziness outside I tried to finally catch my breath and calm my overloaded body.
Lisa was babbling a mile a minute asking me questions and congratulating me. “How did it feel? You looked hot. Aren’t you glad I convinced you to do it?”
“No, no I’m not glad. What are you kidding. Probably a thousand people just saw me naked. The only good thing was that we won, and that was a miracle.” I yelled as I paced up and down.
“I’m taking a shower and getting some of this sand off me. Why don’t you go find Tanya or Didi and get them to give me my cloths back” I said as I headed off to the showers. Lisa finally quieted down and went to find Tanya, but Millie just followed me into the shower area only stopping at the entrance.
“You know we’re really proud of you. Not many women would have been able to do that.” she told me as I let the water run down my body finally cleaning some of the sweat and sand from me.
“Well I probably wouldn’t have been either if it wasn’t for Didi pulling my jacket off.” God the water felt so good. At first I was tempted to get myself off to relive some of my arousal but resisted with Millie standing right there.
“You know I want to feature you in our next issue. I think there are a lot of women that need your inspirations.” Inspiration, what had I got myself into. All I wanted to do was play volleyball. I don’t want to be an inspiration to anyone.
Just then as I was finishing my hair I heard Tanya’s voice come around the corner. She was smiling ear to ear. I don’t think I had ever seen her so happy.
“Oh my god, you were great. You were running around like a woman possessed.” she said. “Possessed with embarrassment maybe” I told her. It was so weird. As embarrassing as it was I had never felt so alive. Never once did I have to worry about my bottom riding up or pulling it out of my ass and my boobs were already out so there was no popping out to worry about.
I also don’t know why I was so turned on. I actually had two orgasms out there. What was wrong with me? Was I some kind of exhibitionist or something. Tanya had to know but she didn’t say anything. She just went on about some people that wanted to interview me.
I rinsed the last of the soap out of my eyes and looked up just as Tanya reached in and grabbed my wrist. She had a death grip on me as she forcible pulled me dripping wet from the shower. “You have to talk to these guys. This is our big chance.” she went on. Oh my god, she was more interested in catching some publicity than my embarrassment.
“I can’t go out there like this.” I yelled.
“You just finished playing three games buck naked and now you’re having a touch of modesty.”
“Come on Tanya. This is too much. I just can’t.” I said as I grabbed one of the lockers.
“OK, OK, Here. Wrap up in this.” she said as she opened her locker and pulled out a white towel from her locker. I was still wrapping it around me as she dragged me out of the locker room. I barely had it knotted when this guy threw a microphone in front of me and started asking me what speared me on to do this. In the year that I had played not a single person had ever asked to interview me and now I had no less than five microphones in my face and all I had to cover me was a too short white towel. I looked around and saw a hundred people looking waving and flashing pictures. There was even a pair of TV cameras out there. All this time waiting to be interviewed and I didn’t know what to say.
Tanya wasn’t at a loss for words and she piped in. “She so hot I can’t keep a bikini on her.” she yelled out in glee. Just then Didi came up and added her answer to the interviewer. Her bikini really bothers her out there so we thought we’d try an experiment. “Well it sure seemed to work. That’s the first time May and Walsh went out in the first round since their Olympic pursuit started.” the interviewer told the crowd.
“So tell us how it felt, I mean it’s pretty bold to play naked.” Again I stuttered trying to get an answer out. “Embarrassing” was all I could get out. Just then someone with a big expensive camera jumped in front of us and said, “How about a picture there.” Of course Tanya and Didi were more than happy to pose but I tried to disappear into the background. There I am between Tanya and Didi trying to make sure the towel is covering my pussy when I see two flashes coming from the guys camera. All the attention was getting to me. I can’t believe I’m out in the middle of this crowd being photographed still dripping wet. Just as I’m getting up enough nerve to try to put on a smile, I hear someone from back in the crowd yell out “How about one without the towel?” I was in the middle of silently mouthing “no fucking way” when I felt a hand on my back and the towel goes flying off. It was Lisa. My best friend had just stripped me in front of all these people. What was she doing?
Well the crowd went wild. Cameras were flashing everywhere. I wanted to run but I was like a deer in the headlights. Besides Tanya and Didi had me held tight. I swear there were so many flashes going off that you would have thought you were on a red carpet in Hollywood. Oh my God, I just had to get out of there. My breath was coming in gasps and for the second time in about a half hour I made a dash for the locker room dividing a sea of eager hands.
Game 2
Well needless to say our celebration was short lived. We had a second round match to play and I just hid in the locker room until just before it started trying to muster enough courage to go back out. I was so nervous. I just paced up and down.
Just before our start time Tanya came over saying, “Better let me help you put some more sun block on. You’re going to need it. The sun’s really strong now and I wouldn’t want you to burn any of your naughty bits.” Why did she have to put it that way? It just emphasized how strange this was. These parts weren’t meant to be out in the sun like this. They were meant for my lovers private eyes not the general public. Especially not while running around jumping for a volleyball.
I had sunbathed topless and nude before but it was usually in private or on a beach. I had never done anything this active or public in the nude before this morning. I rubbed some lotion on my arms and then my tummy before doing my breast. I hesitated but it had to be done. More than any other part of me the girls needed some protection. As I rubbed it in, I thought it would be nice to have some protection from the sand too. I never realized the abrasive effect the sand had before this morning. My chest-first dives had left little abrasions on the soft flesh of my breasts. They were a little tender as a result, and my nipples, oh my god, those little numbs definitely weren’t meant for that kind of abuse. Every time I got up after a dive, I’d instinctively go to clean up and when my hands touched my sand encrusted nipples it was like lightning. The sand just increased the sensation. The feeling would shock me back to reality and that I probably shouldn’t be touching myself there especially not with people looking at me.
I then did my legs and hips before turning my back and carefully doing the area between my legs, checking carefully that I didn’t have any remaining sand in any delicate places. Again, I thought about how strange it was to be running around with my pussy and ass exposed. I have always been a pretty mobile player reaching balls that other usually couldn’t but that often meant taking wild dives and other acrobatic moves. The thought of what that must have exposed made me blush. I mean I’ve seen some pretty revealing pictures with things exposed when I was wearing my bikini. It must look positively indecent without even that to cover my boobs and sex.
Just then I straightened up as I felt Tanya’s warm hand doing my back. It felt good and helped relax me a bit at least until she started working on my ass. I told her I had already done down there but she continued anyway. I let out a little gasp and slapped her away as she did my side and moved up towards my breasts.
“Ah, I missed the fun” Didi said as she came in to hurry us along.
“We had better get out there. We’re on in 5.” Tanya said.
“How about my Jacket?” I asked. “I can’t just prance out there like this.”
“Oh I’m sorry Carrie. I think I left it in my bag which is out on the court.” Didi lied.
“Show time Babe.” Tanya yelled.
Why did she have to do that? It just sent a shiver of fear up my spine after I had started to calm down a bit.
“Don’t worry Carrie. Just play like last game and we’ll be fine.”
Like last game, I thought to myself. Last time I was so turned on I had to fight having an orgasm right there on the court and as it was I did when we won. Again I paced until Tanya grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the door.
Again I pleaded saying I couldn’t go out there but Tanya and Didi were having non of it. I paused at the entrance way with one hand on the door frame when it all hit me again. I was about to walk out there bare-ass naked in front of hundreds of people in shorts and T-shirts. Even Tanya, as scantily clad as the other contestants, wore infinitely more on than I did. All I had was my cap and sunglasses. My entire body was bare and exposed with not even so much as my bikini to hide my breasts and sex. I was totally on display, again.
When Tanya and Didi did finally dragged me out it was amazing. I couldn’t believe the number of people. Our match was on a side court, not expecting to draw that many people but it was standing room only. Apparently rumors of a naked blonde playing volleyball travels like wild fire and it seemed like everyone was there. I was so nervous I was shaking. All I could remember hearing was the chant, “Carrie, Carrie” in the background.
Didi gave us a last minute pep talk and handed me a bottle of water saying drink up. It felt so good and refreshing as I tried to ignore the thousand eyes that were on me. Tanya came up to me and tried to comfort me by telling me how great I played in the first match and how proud she was of me.
Finally the match started with us receiving. Once the game got underway I seemed to get into a rhythm and calmed down a bit, my nerves anyway. My arousal was another story. I don’t know what it was but all the eyes on me seemed to get me turned on. I had never considered myself an exhibitionist but my bodies’ reaction couldn’t be denied. Before we know it we were down 5–1. I remember watching one of our opponents pulling her bottom out of her butt and instinctively reached back to adjust mine before realizing that there was nothing to adjust. After seeing that I started thinking about how free I felt and how nice it was to not have to worry about my bikini slip sliding around. It was an incredible feeling but I had to be careful cleaning sand off. I remember one time after diving for the ball, I came up covered with sand and not even thinking started to brush the sand off my right breast and nipple. I didn’t even realize what I had done until I noticed the crowd noise drop off to a whisper. Tanya noticed too and suggested I be a little more discrete doing that in the future and then joked, or let me do it for you. At least I think it was a joke.
We ended up loosing the first game 21 to 11. Once on the sidelines my arousal was replace by embarrassment as I had nothing else to think about. Didi gave us another pep talk and gave me another bottle of water which seemed to help.
The second game started and again I felt the stares of all those eyes on me and my emotions took over. I felt like if this kept up I might just have another orgasm as we played. We were down 18 to 5 when we called time out. The sand was everywhere. My boobs stung, my nipples throbbed and my pussy itched from the last dive. I wanted to just reach down and sooth them all but I couldn’t. Sensing my frustration, Didi came over and started emptying her bottle of cool water on my hard throbbing nipples. The feeling was wonderful, as if cooling a hot burning surface. I was so hot and the water felt so good that I just rolled my head back and trust my chest forward embracing the water running over my breast and down my tummy. I momentarily forgot I was the object of hundreds of eyes. Then I swear I heard a sizzle as the water passed my mound and hit my pussy. Didi continued with another bottle. I was lost.
The problem was that even though it cooled and cleaned my sand covered flesh it simply added to my arousal. When we took the court after the time out I was even more wound up not less. I was so excited I couldn’t stand still. We did however start off with an 8 point rally as I jumped and dove for the ball with ruthless abandon. It was too little too late however as we eventually lost 21 to 18.
We were out but even in defeat we were swarmed with well-wishers and interviewers. One network guy proceeded to bring the TV camera right over to me and started asking me questions before I even got off the court.
“What are you doing? You can’t show this on TV.” I yelled as I put my hand over my breasts. “Don’t worry. We’ll put bars over your tits,” he said as he shoved the mike in my face. I told him I’d love to chat but not right now as I jogged off though another sea of groping hands both men and women. Most people were just grabbing my ass but as I slowed due to traffic some of the more aggressive ones grabbed my sides and chest. One girl, of all people, ran her hand over my breasts and had her hand planted on my lower tummy before I knew what had happened. None were particular harsh but it was a bit nerve racking.
Another shower later and Didi finally produced my street cloths. I slipped my thong up my legs and smoothed it over my over exposed pussy and for the first time since early that morning I had something covering me. I pulled my bra on next and it felt good as the soft padding soothed my sore nipples. Somehow my cutesy little stretch shorts and short tank top felt like an overcoat by comparison to what I had on all day.
I tried to make a quiet escape out the back door as the last match was reaching match point but we were still mobbed by our new found fans and some die-hard reporters. We had a remarkable less enthusiastic welcome as I emerged with some clothes on for a change but there were still no shortage of questions. The eager hands were a little more tame this time since I provided a much less tempting target now. We hurried though but not before Tanya signed a number of autographs and answered a couple of questions for me.
On the way back to the hotel we stopped off and bought a cheap bottle of champagne to celebrate our earlier victory over the former Olympic champions. We didn’t make it past the second round but our confidence had been given a tremendous boost and I was positive we would do better next time.
We no sooner opened the hotel room door than we popped the cork. Even though we had been knocked out we were positively giddy as we toasted our earlier success. It wasn’t long before Lisa joined us as we sipped our champagne. Lisa also toasted me calling me an inspiration for woman kind.
“OK hot stuff, so how did it feel out there in your birthday suit? You looked a little nervous but hotter than hell.”
“Nervous is not the word. If it wasn’t for Didi pulling my jacket off. I never would have gone through with it. I was ready to run back to the locker room and forfeit.” I told them. “I was so embarrassed you wouldn’t believe. I just wanted to disappear. I can’t believe you got me out there talking to the reporters wearing a towel.”
“Believe me the towel wasn’t my idea. I wanted to drag you out there nude but you wouldn’t let me.” Tanya giggled.
“And Lisa, what was that pulling my towel off when that guy was taking my picture. I almost died right there on the spot.”
“Oh that was precious, well I just wanted them to see you, all of you.” she added in a soft voice.
“What am I supposed to do about all those pictures? They’re going to be everywhere.”
“Well not everywhere.” Lisa added. “Unless they’re going to block out an awful lot.”
“I can’t wait till next months’ Circuit magazine. I bet you make front cover. Maybe we should call Sports illustrated. Swim suit issue move over.” Tanya added with a laugh.
“I don’t know Carrie. I don’t think you minded it that much. Especially when we won those two games against the champs” Tanya added.
“Oh God, you noticed.” I said sheepishly.
“What, what?” Lisa asked on the edge of her chair.
“Lisa, this hot chick who’s claiming to be so embarrassed had the big O right there on the court, and not once but twice.”
“No way, is that true Carrie?” Lisa asked in glee.
I didn’t answer. As I turned several shades of red.
“No way.” Lisa repeated.
“Way. Why do you think I laid on top of her so long. It was wild.” Tanya explained.
“I thought you looked a little flushed after you got up.”
“What do you mean, I had to help her to her feet she came so hard.”
“I was just excited about our victory. That’s all.” I said quietly.
“Oh man, Carrie you’re such a slut.”
“I’m not. I was just excited about our win.”
“You liked it didn’t you”, Tanya asked.
“Are you kidding, I wanted to just die.”
This went on for a while as the girls exchanged barbs at my expense. Lisa seemed even more impressed by my amazing performance now that she figured I was getting off on it.
Then the phone rang and it was Didi asking if we were ready to head back for the official tournament cocktail party. It’s a big get together put on by the tournament for sponsors and invited guest. “OK Carrie, time to get changed and greet you adoring fans. I’m sure there are a lot of people that want to talk to you tonight.”
“Oh God, I’m not going. I’m never going to be able to go to another one of them again. Besides we don’t have any sponsors so why bother.” I added. After a long debate Didi and Tanya left for the party while Lisa and I went out for dinner locally.
It was a quiet meal with Lisa doing most of the talking. I was pretty tired from the stressful if not exciting day. Just as we were getting ready to leave my cell phone rang. It was a Mr. Howard Burger, CEO of Sun Touched Sun Care products. He said he had just received a call from one of his local account managers that had seen us beat May and Walsh. He congratulated us and told me he was interested in sponsoring us on the tour and that he wanted Tanya, Didi and me to fly to NYC first thing Monday morning to talk about an endorsement deal. He said that no matter what anyone else offered he’d top it. I was so excited I didn’t know what to say. He just said, just agree to come and he’d explain everything.
This was great. It was our first endorsement ever. I immediately called Tanya on her cell and she was ecstatic. Little did I know what was involved.
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